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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374205" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Point Of View: II</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374205" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374205" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In the wood of lost causes, the valley of tears,<br>Old hopes, like dead leaves, choke the difficult way;<br>Dark pinions fold dank round the soul, and it hears:<br>'It is night, it is night, it has never been day;<br>Thou hast dreamed of the day, of the rose of delight;<br>It was always dead leaves and the heart of the night.<br>Drink deep then, and rest, O thou foolish wayfarer,<br>For night, like a chalice, holds sleep in her hands.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374205" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">II</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374205" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Then you drain the dark cup, and, half-drugged as you lie<br>In the arms of despair that is masked as delight,<br>You thrill to the rush of white wings, and you hear:<br>'It is day, it is day, it has never been night!<br>Thou hast dreamed of the night and the wood of lost leaves;<br>It was always noon, June, and red roses in sheaves,<br>Unlock the blind lids, and behold the light-bearer<br>Who holds, like a monstrance, the sun in his hands.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Edith+Nesbit">Edith Nesbit</a></strong></div>