<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341656" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In Memoriam A. H. H. 7</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dark house, by which once more I stand <br>Here in the long unlovely street,<br>Doors, where my heart was used to beat<br>So quickly, waiting for a hand,<br>A hand that can be clasp'd no more-<br>Behold me, for I cannot sleep,<br>And like a guilty thing I creep<br>At earliest morning to the door.<br>He is not here; but far away<br>The noise of life begins again,<br>And ghastly thro' the drizzling rain<br>On the bald street breaks the blank day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alfred+Lord+Tennyson">Alfred Lord Tennyson</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=341656" data-title="In Memoriam A. H. H. 7 de Alfred Lord Tennyson" data-description="Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to beat So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasp'd no more- Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At ..."></div> </div> </div>

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