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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342016" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Leave-Taking</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let us go hence, my songs; she will not hear.<br>Let us go hence together without fear;<br>Keep silence now, for singing-time is over,<br>And over all old things and all things dear.<br>She loves not you nor me as all we love her.<br>Yea, though we sang as angels in her ear,<br>She would not hear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let us rise up and part; she will not know.<br>Let us go seaward as the great winds go,<br>Full of blown sand and foam; what help is here?<br>There is no help, for all these things are so,<br>And all the world is bitter as a tear.<br>And how these things are, though ye strove to show,<br>She would not know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let us go home and hence; she will not weep.<br>We gave love many dreams and days to keep,<br>Flowers without scent, and fruits that would not grow,<br>Saying 'If thou wilt, thrust in thy sickle and reap.'<br>All is reaped now; no grass is left to mow;<br>And we that sowed, though all we fell on sleep,<br>She would not weep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let us go hence and rest; she will not love.<br>She shall not hear us if we sing hereof,<br>Nor see love's ways, how sore they are and steep.<br>Come hence, let be, lie still; it is enough.<br>Love is a barren sea, bitter and deep;<br>And though she saw all heaven in flower above,<br>She would not love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let us give up, go down; she will not care.<br>Though all the stars made gold of all the air,<br>And the sea moving saw before it move<br>One moon-flower making all the foam-flowers fair;<br>Though all those waves went over us, and drove<br>Deep down the stifling lips and drowning hair,<br>She would not care.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let us go hence, go hence; she will not see.<br>Sing all once more together; surely she,<br>She too, remembering days and words that were,<br>Will turn a little toward us, sighing; but we,<br>We are hence, we are gone, as though we had not been there.<br>Nay, and though all men seeing had pity on me,<br>She would not see.</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>
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Let us go hence together without fear;
Keep silence now, for singing-time is over,
And over all old things and all things dear.
She loves not you nor me as all we love her.
Yea, though we sang as angel..."></div>
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