Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536630" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part III: Gods And False Gods: LXXVI</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE SAME CONTINUED<br>And who shall tell what ignominy death<br>Has yet in store for us; what abject fears<br>Even for the best of us; what fights for breath;<br>What sobs, what supplications, what wild tears;<br>What impotence of soul against despairs<br>Which blot out reason?--The last trembling thought<br>Of each poor brain, as dissolution nears,<br>Is not of fair life lost, of Heaven bought<br>And glory won. 'Tis not the thought of grief;<br>Of friends deserted; loving hearts which bleed;<br>Wives, sisters, children who around us weep.<br>But only a mad clutching for relief<br>From physical pain, importunate Nature's need;<br>The search as for a womb where we may creep<br>Back from the world, to hide,--perhaps to sleep.</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=536630" data-title="The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part III: Gods And False Gods: LXXVI de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="THE SAME CONTINUED
And who shall tell what ignominy death
Has yet in store for us; what abject fears
Even for the best of us; what fights for breath;
What sobs, what supplications, what wild tears;
What impotence of soul against despairs
Which blo..."></div>
</div>
</div>