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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536248" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>O World Of Many Worlds</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O World of many worlds, O life of lives,<br>What centre hast thou? Where am I?<br>O whither is it thy fierce onrush drives?<br>Fight I, or drift; or stand; or fly?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The loud machinery spins, points work in touch;<br>Wheels whirl in systems, zone in zone.<br>Myself having sometime moved with such,<br>Would strike a centre of mine own.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Lend hand, O Fate, for I am down, am lost!<br>Fainting by violence of the Dance…<br>Ah thanks, I stand - the floor is crossed,<br>And I am where but few advance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I see men far below me where they swarm…<br>(Haply above me - be it so!<br>Does space to compass-points conform,<br>And can we say a star stands high or low?)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Not more complex the millions of the stars<br>Than are the hearts of mortal brothers;<br>As far remote as Neptune from small Mars<br>Is one man's nature from another's.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But all hold course unalterably fixed;<br>They follow destinies foreplanned:<br>I envy not these lives in their faith unmixed,<br>I would not step with such a band.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To be a meteor, fast, eccentric, lone,<br>Lawless; in passage through all spheres,<br>Warning the earth of wider ways unknown<br>And rousing men with heavenly fears…</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>This is the track reserved for my endeavour;<br>Spanless the erring way I wend.<br>Blackness of darkness is my meed for ever?<br>And barren plunging without end?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>O glorious fear! Those other wandering souls<br>High burning through that outer bourne<br>Are lights unto themselves. Fair aureoles<br>Self-radiated these are worn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And when in after times those stars return<br>And strike once more earth's horizon,<br>They gather many satellites astern,<br>For they are greater than this system's Sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Wilfred+Owen">Wilfred Owen</a><div class=q>
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What centre hast thou? Where am I?
O whither is it thy fierce onrush drives?
Fight I, or drift; or stand; or fly?


The loud machinery spins, points work in touch;
Wheels whirl in systems, zone in zone.
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