<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115253" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On a picture of my father</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I strive in vain those features to restore<br> To Memory's faded tablets, which on me,<br> From the mute ivory, beam so lovingly,<br> And to recall their living light once more.<br> In vain I strive to pierce that veil of years,<br> And turn away all blinded with my tears.<br> But sometimes when the garish day is passed,<br> And night and sleep their spell upon me cast,<br> Thou comest to me, my father, from above,<br> And then for that brief moment I am blest,<br> For I am folded to thy sheltering breast;<br> And in the sacred rapture of thy love<br> A holy spell is on my spirit laid:<br> This mighty hunger of my heart is stayed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Lynch+Botta">Anne Lynch Botta</a> from <i>Poems</i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115253" data-title="On a picture of my father de Anne Lynch Botta" data-description="I strive in vain those features to restore/ To Memory's faded tablets, which on me,/ From the mute ivory, beam so lovingly,/ And to recall their living light once more./ In vain I strive to pierce that veil of years,/ And turn away all blinded..."></div> </div> </div>

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