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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=348274" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Vain Death</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">ALL the first night she might not weep <br> But watched till morning came, <br>And when she slept at dawn, she heard <br> The dead man call her name. <br> <br>The second night she watched and wept <br> And called on death for grace, <br>And when she slept before the dawn <br> She saw the dead man’s face. <br> <br>The third night through she laughed as one <br> That knows her way to bliss, <br>And in the instant ere she slept <br> She felt the dead man’s kiss. <br> <br>She rose and faced the flickering fire <br> (And oh, but she was fair!), <br>Like a wild witch behind her danced <br> The shadow of her hair. <br> <br>She took her penknife from its sheath, <br> The tender blade she kissed, <br>And by the firelight’s dying leap <br> She bared her little wrist. <br> <br>And where the vein ran large and blue <br> She cut, once and again, <br>Yet ere she swooned from life, she knew <br> Her death had been in vain. <br> <br>For while life thundered in her ears, <br> Ere yet her pulse might fail, <br>Far off across the kindless night <br> She heard the dead man’s wail, <br> <br>And knew her doom was one with theirs <br> That kill the life God gave, <br>And that she might not leave this earth <br> Her soul alive to save, <br>But ay must dwell within that house <br> As in a living grave, <br> <br>While he for whom she died might ne’er <br> Win to her in that place, <br>But must for ever make his moan <br>Ranging in agony alone <br> The trackless void of space</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Archibald+Thomas+Strong">Archibald Thomas Strong</a><div class=q>
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 But watched till morning came, 
And when she slept at dawn, she heard 
 The dead man call her name. 
 
The second night she watched and wept 
 And called on death for grace, 
And when she slept before the d..."></div>
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