<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=117602" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Where Are They?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I came to the halls of my fathers, and asked, “Where are they?”<br>and the echoes answered “where.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where are they? where! they all are gone,<br>Whose smiles were wont to answer mine,<br>When in the hours that long have flown,<br>These halls were fond affection's shrine?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gray moss is on the smooth flag-stone,<br>That once was worn with bounding feet,<br>When eyes, now dim, all brightly shone,<br>And minstrel's song resounded sweet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The harp still decks the mouldering walls,<br>With all its tuneful chords unstrung,<br>And silent are the echoing halls,<br>Where oft the merry laugh has rung.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where now are all the lips and eyes,<br>Whose smiles once cheer'd my native bower?<br>And where are those whose parting sighs,<br>I've treasured many a weary hour?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There many a cheek was wet with tears,<br>And choking voices sigh'd adieu,<br>But now no friendly form appears,<br>Of all the wanderer's childhood knew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I called, Where are they? but in vain—<br>There was no friend to greet me there—<br>The harp's last chord then burst in twain,<br>And echo only answer'd “Where?”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Elizabeth+Margaret+Chandler">Elizabeth Margaret Chandler</a> from <i>Poetical Works</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=117602" data-title="Where Are They? de Elizabeth Margaret Chandler" data-description="I came to the halls of my fathers, and asked, “Where are they?”/and the echoes answered “where.”/Where are they? where! they all are gone,/Whose smiles were wont to answer mine,/When in the hours that long have flown,/These halls were fond..."></div> </div> </div>

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