[Poems by Wilde in] Richard Henry Wilde His Life and Selected Poems |
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[In sad constrained and tedious hours]
In sad constrained and tedious hours
Time lingers on—and day by day
Soul—body—hopes—affections—powers
Sink by a slow but sure decay!
Time lingers on—and day by day
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Sink by a slow but sure decay!
And this is life! ... a living death,
Whose loss I well might count a gain,
Since it is but unwilling breath,
And sensibility to pain!
Whose loss I well might count a gain,
Since it is but unwilling breath,
And sensibility to pain!
So be it! ... In a few short years
The burning brain's last throb is o'er,
And the heart's ashes quench'd in tears
Emit their caustic fire no more!
The burning brain's last throb is o'er,
And the heart's ashes quench'd in tears
Emit their caustic fire no more!
So let it be! ... in silent gloom
I see and I abide my fate! ...
If this is life, the closing tomb
Will but shut out a world I hate!
I see and I abide my fate! ...
If this is life, the closing tomb
Will but shut out a world I hate!
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