<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=557331" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Have Climbed Up The Mountain Of Despair</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have climbed up the mountain of despair<br>Oft – too oft perhaps for me<br>Too many bitter cups of grief I drunk<br>Too few the days of calm I joyed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My flower of youth I wasted more<br>Than time and age could <br>Too many bitter cups of grief I drunk<br>Too few the days of calm I joyed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Too many nights of weirdness I had<br>When bad dreams chased all sleep away: <br>And the black firmament like a cold wall<br>Smiled at me where’er I trod and went<br>Railing and deriding my despair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Too many storms of green my vessel has<br>Weathered and been buffeted into <br>Too many a water wraith and ghost <br>Saw I in my mountain of despair: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Too many a field with corpses have I dreamed<br>Strewn and divided all irregular: <br>Too many a stormy sea with corpses I<br>Have dreamed swollen and strewn amidst the wrecks: <br>Too many a field with crosses in rows decked<br>And yew-clad cemeteries solitaire I dreamed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Too many a monster new unheard unseen<br>By previous eyes or ears have I met<br>To many a deed and mishap have I been<br>Nor have been spared a son’s grief and despair<br>And now my father lies low in earth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now it seems that few black days remain<br>And blacker days on black days follow suit<br>Pointing with every day a-down and down: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My heart now too hard for tears is; my eyes<br>Are dry as desert sands or milked breasts<br>My throat is parched with the last dryness weird.<br>I have ascended the mountain of despair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Emmanuel+George+Cefai">Emmanuel George Cefai</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=557331" data-title="I Have Climbed Up The Mountain Of Despair de Emmanuel George Cefai" data-description="I have climbed up the mountain of despair Oft – too oft perhaps for me Too many bitter cups of grief I drunk Too few the days of calm I joyed. My flower of youth I wasted more Than time and age could Too many bitter cups of grief I drunk Too f..."></div> </div> </div>

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