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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461414" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet I</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461414" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Alas, hardpressed the whirling orbs <br>And swift Titan hie fleeting hours, <br>And cleave delights with woe avid <br>Death might - fast on us, she strides!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461414" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Whilst I, onward, mark more the deep <br>Shadow of my wrongs that prey untold <br>On a heart cowed now by constant woe, <br>And with tears, my youthful faults I rue.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461414" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Power, delights, wealth, such ado, <br>Tho ne'er for naught, 'tis ill they work,<br>For our desire they turn astray <br>From its rightful bliss (God we name).</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461414" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Brief gains! O blissful a hundredfold<br>Who knows quick these shadows' true shape!</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=Mikolaj+Sep+Szarzynski">Mikolaj Sep Szarzynski</a></strong></div>

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