<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=117063" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Dialogue</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE FAITHLESS LOVER.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O life, dear Life, in this fair house<br> Long since did I, it seems to me,<br>In some mysterious, doleful way<br> Fall out of love with thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For, Life, thou art become a ghost,<br> A memory of days gone by;<br>A poor forsaken thing between<br> A heartache and a sigh.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now, with shadows from the hills<br> Thronging the twilight, wraith on wraith,<br>Unlock the door and let me go<br> To thy dark rival Death!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"> THE FAITHFUL LOVE.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O Heart, dear Heart, in this fair house<br> Why hast thou wearied and grown tired,<br>Between a morning and a night,<br> Of all thy soul desired?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fond one, who cannot understand<br> Even these shadows on the floor,<br>Yet must be dreaming of dark loves<br> And joys beyond my door!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I am beautiful past all<br> The timid tumult of thy mood,<br>And thou, returning not, must still<br> Be mine in solitude.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Bliss+Carman">Bliss Carman</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=117063" data-title="A Dialogue de Bliss Carman" data-description="THE FAITHLESS LOVER./O life, dear Life, in this fair house/ Long since did I, it seems to me,/In some mysterious, doleful way/ Fall out of love with thee./For, Life, thou art become a ghost,/ A memory of days gone by;/A poor forsaken thing between..."></div> </div> </div>

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