<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536432" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XXVII</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At such a time indeed of youth's first morn,<br>There is a heaving of the soul in pain,<br>A mighty labour as of joys unborn,<br>Which grieves it and disquiets it in vain.<br>The soul is scared at her own lack of peace,<br>Her cradle song is mute, and she has fled<br>From her old life as to a wilderness.<br>She finds herself awake and without bread.<br>'Tis then the body, her new counsellor,<br>Speaks in her ear, and still with eloquence<br>Pleads for more action, and his voice to her<br>Is sweet with love, and sadly she consents.<br>There is a day of youth which needs must come<br>When each must learn his life and leave his home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Wilfrid+Scawen+Blunt">Wilfrid Scawen Blunt</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536432" data-title="Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XXVII de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="At such a time indeed of youth's first morn, There is a heaving of the soul in pain, A mighty labour as of joys unborn, Which grieves it and disquiets it in vain. The soul is scared at her own lack of peace, Her cradle song is mute, and she has fl..."></div> </div> </div>

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