Samuel Taylor ColeridgeSince then, at an uncertain hour, That agony returns: And till my ghastly tale is told, This heart within me burns.
About This Quote
This is a classic poem by Robert Browning that addresses the pain and suffering of losing someone that you love. The agony is what we feel when we lose someone we love and the loss is usually very painful. At this point, we do not know if we will ever recover from what has happened to us and we do not know what the future holds. We may never get to experience those special moments and those special moments with our loved one again.
Source: The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner
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- Advice is like snow; the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into the mind.
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