<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=343671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Crepuscule du Matin</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">All night I wrestled with a memory <br>Which knocked insurgent at the gates of thought. <br>The crumbled wreck of years behind has wrought <br>Its disillusion; now I only cry <br>For peace, for power to forget the lie <br>Which hope too long has whispered. So I sought <br>The sleep which would not come, and night was fraught <br>With old emotions weeping silently. <br>I heard your voice again, and knew the things <br>Which you had promised proved an empty vaunt. <br>I felt your clinging hands while night's broad wings <br>Cherished our love in darkness. From the lawn <br>A sudden, quivering birdnote, like a taunt. <br>My arms held nothing but the empty dawn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Amy+Lowell">Amy Lowell</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=343671" data-title="Crepuscule du Matin de Amy Lowell" data-description="All night I wrestled with a memory Which knocked insurgent at the gates of thought. The crumbled wreck of years behind has wrought Its disillusion; now I only cry For peace, for power to forget the lie Which hope too long has whispered. So I ..."></div> </div> </div>

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