<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536655" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part IV: Vita Nova: XCII</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WRITTEN IN DISTRESS<br>We sometimes sit in darkness. I long while<br>Have sat there, in a shadow as of death.<br>My friends and comforters no longer smile,<br>And they who grudge me wrongfully my breath<br>Are strong and many. I am bowed beneath<br>A weight of trouble and unjust reproach<br>From many fools and friends of little faith.<br>The world is little worth, yet troubles much.<br>But I am comforted in this, that I,<br>Although my face is darkened to men's eyes<br>And all my life eclipsed with angry wars,<br>Now see things hidden; and I seem to spy<br>New worlds above my heaven. Night is wise<br>And joy a sun which never guessed the stars.</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=536655" data-title="The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part IV: Vita Nova: XCII de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="WRITTEN IN DISTRESS We sometimes sit in darkness. I long while Have sat there, in a shadow as of death. My friends and comforters no longer smile, And they who grudge me wrongfully my breath Are strong and many. I am bowed beneath A weight of trou..."></div> </div> </div>

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