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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341746" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Letters</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still on the tower stood the vane,<br>A black yew gloomed the stagnant air,<br>I peered athwart the chancel pane<br>And saw the altar cold and bare.<br>A clog of lead was round my feet,<br>A band of pain across my brow;<br>&quot;Cold altar, Heaven and earth shall meet<br>Before you hear my marriage vow.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I turned and hummed a bitter song<br>That mocked the wholesome human heart,<br>And then we met in wrath and wrong,<br>We met, but only met to part.<br>Full cold my greeting was and dry;<br>She faintly smiled, she hardly moved;<br>I saw with half-unconscious eye<br>She wore the colours I approved.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She took the little ivory chest,<br>With half a sigh she turned the key,<br>Then raised her head with lips comprest,<br>And gave my letters back to me.<br>And gave the trinkets and the rings,<br>My gifts, when gifts of mine could please;<br>As looks a father on the things<br>Of his dead son, I looked on these.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She told me all her friends had said;<br>I raged against the public liar;<br>She talked as if her love were dead,<br>But in my words were seeds of fire.<br>&quot;No more of love; your sex is known:<br>I never will be twice deceived.<br>Henceforth I trust the man alone,<br>The woman cannot be believed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through slander, meanest spawn of Hell - <br>And woman's slander is the worst,<br>And you, whom once I loved so well,<br>Through you, my life will be accurst.&quot;<br>I spoke with heart, and heat and force,<br>I shook her breast with vague alarms - <br>Like torrents from a mountain's source<br>We rushed into each other's arms.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We parted: sweetly gleamed the stars,<br>And sweet the vapour-braided blue,<br>Low breezes fanned the belfry bars,<br>As homeward by the church I drew.<br>The very graves appeared to smile,<br>So fresh they rose in shadowed swells;<br>&quot;Dark porch,&quot; I said, &quot;and silent aisle,<br>There comes a sound of marriage bells.&quot;</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>
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A black yew gloomed the stagnant air,
I peered athwart the chancel pane
And saw the altar cold and bare.
A clog of lead was round my feet,
A band of pain across my brow;
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