<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115702" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Orphan's Lament</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She's gone - and twice the summer's sun<br>Has gilt Regina's towers,<br>And melted wild Angora's snows,<br>And warmed Exina's bowers.<br>The flowerets twice on hill and dale<br>Have bloomed and died away,<br>And twice the rustling forest leaves<br>Have fallen to decay,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And thrice stern winter's icy hand<br>Has checked the river's flow,<br>And three times o'er the mountains thrown<br>His spotless robe of snow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two summers springs and autumns sad<br>Three winters cold and grey --<br>And is it then so long ago<br>That wild November day!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They say such tears as children weep<br>Will soon be dried away,<br>That childish grief however strong<br>Is only for a day,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And parted friends how dear soe'er<br>Will soon forgotten be;<br>It may be so with other hearts,<br>It is not thus with me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My mother, thou wilt weep no more<br>For thou art gone above,<br>But can I ever cease to mourn<br>Thy good and fervent love?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While that was mine the world to me<br>Was sunshine bright and fair;<br>No feeling rose within my heart<br>But thou couldst read it there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And thou couldst feel for all my joys<br>And all my childish cares<br>And never weary of my play<br>Or scorn my foolish fears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beneath thy sweet maternal smile<br>All pain and sorrow fled,<br>And even the very tears were sweet<br>Upon thy bosom shed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thy loss can never be repaired;<br>I shall not know again<br>While life remains, the peaceful joy<br>That filled my spirit then.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where shall I find a heart like thine<br>While life remains to me,<br>And where shall I bestow the love<br>I ever bore for thee?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Bront%C3%AB">Anne Brontë</a><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=115702" data-title="An Orphan's Lament de Anne Brontë" data-description="She's gone - and twice the summer's sun/Has gilt Regina's towers,/And melted wild Angora's snows,/And warmed Exina's bowers./The flowerets twice on hill and dale/Have bloomed and died away,/And twice the rustling forest leaves/Have fallen to decay..."></div> </div> </div>

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