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If but some vengeful god would call to me
From up the sky, and laugh: "Thou suffering thing,
Know that thy sorrow is my ecstasy,
That thy love's loss is my hate's profiting!"
Then would I bear it, clench myself, and die,
Steeled by the sense of ire unmerited;
Half-eased in that a Powerfuller than I
Had willed and meted me the tears I shed.
But not so. How arrives it joy lies slain,
And why unblooms the best hope ever sown?
- Crass Casualty obstructs the sun and rain,
And dicing Time for gladness casts a moan...
These purblind Doomsters had as readily strown
Blisses about my pilgrimage as pain.
~Thomas Hardy
*just finished my italian homework (finally) and now i'm getting ready for bed. its going to be an early morning tomorrow, cross your fingers for me, i need points back on my econ exam. i leave thursday afternoon for pittsburgh... 2 more nights of sleeping alone!*
namaste
If but some vengeful god would call to me
From up the sky, and laugh: "Thou suffering thing,
Know that thy sorrow is my ecstasy,
That thy love's loss is my hate's profiting!"
Then would I bear it, clench myself, and die,
Steeled by the sense of ire unmerited;
Half-eased in that a Powerfuller than I
Had willed and meted me the tears I shed.
But not so. How arrives it joy lies slain,
And why unblooms the best hope ever sown?
- Crass Casualty obstructs the sun and rain,
And dicing Time for gladness casts a moan...
These purblind Doomsters had as readily strown
Blisses about my pilgrimage as pain.
~Thomas Hardy
*just finished my italian homework (finally) and now i'm getting ready for bed. its going to be an early morning tomorrow, cross your fingers for me, i need points back on my econ exam. i leave thursday afternoon for pittsburgh... 2 more nights of sleeping alone!*
namaste
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