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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=339808" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Old Maid's Story</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ay, many and many a year's gone by,<br>Since the dawn of that day in spring,<br>When we met in the pine-woods, Harry and I,<br>And he gave me this golden ring.<br>I had lovers in plenty, of high degree,<br>Who wooed in my father's hall;<br>But none were so noble and brave as he,<br>Though he was the scorn'd of all.<br>On the soft, green grass, where the shadows lay,<br>All fleck'd with the sun and dew,<br>With a ring and a kiss did we seal, that day,<br>Our vow to be leal and true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas a life-long vow;—but they did not know—<br>And they thought not of love or pain;—<br>We met just once in the sleet and snow—<br>We were never to meet again!<br>He was sent away o'er the blank, wide sea,<br>And I, with my hopes and fears,<br>Had never a message to comfort me<br>For over a score of years.<br>They laugh'd at my heart, they paraded my hand,<br>But I answer'd them, cold and grim—<br>“If Harry ne'er comes to his native land,<br>They shall only belong to him.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At last came a tale from the battle-field;—<br>And they were not scornful now.<br>The sentence of exile might be repealed—<br>They would honour our plighted vow!<br>They told how my Harry, like olden knights,<br>Had fought for his land and Queen;<br>Fought hard and well on the Alma heights,<br>Where the deadliest strife was seen.<br>They told how he fell in the fire and smoke,<br>And they gave me his things to keep;<br>They wonder'd why I never cried or spoke,—<br>But it was too late to weep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ada+Cambridge">Ada Cambridge</a><div class=q>
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Since the dawn of that day in spring,
When we met in the pine-woods, Harry and I,
And he gave me this golden ring.
I had lovers in plenty, of high degree,
Who wooed in my father's hall;
But none were so noble an..."></div>
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