Alas! this is not what I thought life was. <br />I knew that there were crimes and evil men, <br />Misery and hate; nor did I hope to pass <br />Untouched by suffering, through the rugged glen. <br />In mine own heart I saw as in a glass <br />The hearts of others ... And when <br />I went among my kind, with triple brass <br />Of calm endurance my weak breast I armed, <br />To bear scorn, fear, and hate, a woful mass!<br /><br />Percy Bysshe Shelley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alas-this-is-not-what-i-thought-life-was/
