Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342002" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In Harbour</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Goodnight and goodbye to the life whose signs denote us<br>As mourners clothed with regret for the life gone by;<br>To the waters of gloom whence winds of the dayspring float us<br> Goodnight and goodbye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A time is for mourning, a season for grief to sigh;<br>But were we not fools and blind, by day to devote us<br>As thralls to the darkness, unseen of the sundawn's eye?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We have drunken of Lethe at length, we have eaten of lotus;<br>What hurts it us here that sorrows are born and die?<br>We have said to the dream that caressed and the dread that smote us<br> Goodnight and goodbye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Outside of the port ye are moored in, lying<br>Close from the wind and at ease from the tide,<br>What sounds come swelling, what notes fall dying<br> Outside?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They will not cease, they will not abide:<br>Voices of presage in darkness crying<br>Pass and return and relapse aside.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ye see not, but hear ye not wild wings flying<br>To the future that wakes from the past that died?<br>Is grief still sleeping, is joy not sighing<br> Outside?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Algernon+Charles+Swinburne">Algernon Charles Swinburne</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=342002" data-title="In Harbour de Algernon Charles Swinburne" data-description="I.

Goodnight and goodbye to the life whose signs denote us
As mourners clothed with regret for the life gone by;
To the waters of gloom whence winds of the dayspring float us
 Goodnight and goodbye.

A time is for mourning, a season for grief to ..."></div>
</div>
</div>