<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341803" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Epilogue</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carol, every violet has<br>Heaven for a looking-glass!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Every little valley lies<br>Under many-clouded skies;<br>Every little cottage stands<br>Girt about with boundless lands.<br>Every little glimmering pond<br>Claims the mighty shores beyond—<br>Shores no seamen ever hailed,<br>Seas no ship has ever sailed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All the shores when day is done<br>Fade into the setting sun,<br>So the story tries to teach<br>More than can be told in speech.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beauty is a fading flower,<br>Truth is but a wizard's tower,<br>Where a solemn death-bell tolls,<br>And a forest round it rolls.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We have come by curious ways<br>To the light that holds the days;<br>We have sought in haunts of fear<br>For that all-enfolding sphere:<br>And lo! it was not far, but near.<br>We have found, O foolish-fond,<br>The shore that has no shore beyond.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Deep in every heart it lies<br>With its untranscended skies;<br>For what heaven should bend above<br>Hearts that own the heaven of love?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carol, Carol, we have come<br>Back to heaven, back to home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alfred+Noyes">Alfred Noyes</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=341803" data-title="Epilogue de Alfred Noyes" data-description="Carol, every violet has Heaven for a looking-glass! Every little valley lies Under many-clouded skies; Every little cottage stands Girt about with boundless lands. Every little glimmering pond Claims the mighty shores beyond— Shores no seamen e..."></div> </div> </div>

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