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Thomas Carlyle

Cui Bono

What is Hope? A smiling rainbow
     Children follow through the wet;
’Tis not here, still yonder, yonder:
     Never urchin found it yet.
 
What is Life? A thawing iceboard
     On a sea with sunny shore;—
Gay we sail; it melts beneath us;
     We are sunk, and seen no more.
 
What is Man? A foolish baby,
     Vainly strives, and fights, and frets;
Demanding all, deserving nothing;—
     One small grave is what he gets.
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