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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342210" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In Autumn</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The leaves are many under my feet,<br>And drift one way.<br>Their scent of death is weary and sweet.<br>A flight of them is in the grey<br>Where sky and forest meet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The low winds moan for sad sweet years;<br>The birds sing all for pain,<br>Of a common thing, to weary ears,--<br>Only a summer's fate of rain,<br>And a woman's fate of tears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I walk to love and life alone<br>Over these mournful places,<br>Across the summer overthrown,<br>The dead joys of these silent faces,<br>To claim my own.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know his heart has beat to bright<br>Sweet loves gone by;<br>I know the leaves that die to-night<br>Once budded to the sky;<br>And I shall die from his delight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O leaves, so quietly ending now,<br>You heard the cuckoos sing.<br>And I will grow upon my bough<br>If only for a spring,<br>And fall when the rain is on my brow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O tell me, tell me ere you die,<br>Is it worth the pain?<br>You bloomed so fair, you waved so high;<br>Now that the sad days wane,<br>Are you repenting where you lie?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I lie amongst you, and I kiss<br>Your fragrance mouldering.<br>O dead delights, is it such bliss,<br>That tuneful Spring?<br>Is love so sweet, that comes to this?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Kiss me again as I kiss you;<br>Kiss me again;<br>For all your tuneful nights of dew,<br>In this your time of rain,<br>For all your kisses when Spring was new.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You will not, broken hearts; let be.<br>I pass across your death<br>To a golden summer you shall not see,<br>And in your dying breath<br>There is no benison for me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is an autumn yet to wane,<br>There are leaves yet to fall,<br>Which, when I kiss, may kiss again,<br>And, pitied, pity me all for all,<br>And love me in mist and rain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alice+Meynell">Alice Meynell</a><div class=q>
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And drift one way.
Their scent of death is weary and sweet.
A flight of them is in the grey
Where sky and forest meet.

The low winds moan for sad sweet years;
The birds sing all for pain,
Of a common thing, to w..."></div>
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