I have experienc'd <br />The worst, the World can wreak on me--the worst <br />That can make Life indifferent, yet disturb <br />With whisper'd Discontents the dying prayer-- <br />I have beheld the whole of all, wherein <br />My Heart had any interest in this Life, <br />To be disrent and torn from off my Hopes <br />That nothing now is left. Why then live on ? <br />That Hostage, which the world had in it's keeping <br />Given by me as a Pledge that I would live-- <br />That Hope of Her, say rather, that pure Faith <br />In her fix'd Love, which held me to keep truce <br />With the Tyranny of Life--is gone ah ! whither ? <br />What boots it to reply ? 'tis gone ! and now <br />Well may I break this Pact, this League of Blood <br />That ties me to myself--and break I shall !<br /><br />Samuel Taylor Coleridge<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/despair-2/
