The Forsaken

William Wordsworth

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The peace which other seek they find;
The heaviest storms not longest last;
Heaven grants even to the guiltiest mind
An amnesty for what is past;
When will my sentence be reversed?
I only pray to know the worst;
And wish as if my heart would burst.

O weary struggle! silent year
Tell seemingly no doubtful tale;
And yet they leave it short, and fear
And hopes are strong and will prevail.
My calmest faith escapes not pain;
And, feeling that the hope in vain,
I think that he will come again.

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  • lanorag684941

    WOW, I JUST FINISHED READING "THE FORSAKEN" AND I GOTTA SAY, IT DIDN'T REALLY SPEAK TO ME THAT MUCH. I CAN SEE WHAT IT'S TRYING TO SAY, BUT IDK IT JUST FELT FLAT TO ME. MAYBE I'M MISSING SOMETHING BUT YEAH, NOT MY FAVORITE.

    • ronvassallo

      WOW, REALLY PACKS AN EMOTIONAL PUNCH, THAT ONE DOES. LEFT ME FEELING A BIT SOMBER, IT DID. REALLY MAKES YOU DIG DEEP AND CONSIDER LIFE'S STRUGGLES AND SECOND CHANCES. GOOD REMINDER THAT HOPE REMAINS, EVEN IN THE DARKEST TIMES. 🌫️🕊️💔