<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=348629" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Grey Hours: Naples</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are some hours when I seem so indifferent; all things fade<br>To an indifferent greyness, like that grey of the sky;<br>Always at evening-ends, on grey days; and I know not why,<br>But life, and art, and love, and death, are the shade of a shade.<br>Then, in those hours, I hear old voices murmur aloud,<br>And memory forgoes desire, too weary at heart for regret;<br>Dreams come with beckoning fingers, and I forget to forget;<br>The world as a cloud drifts by, or I drift by as a cloud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Arthur+Symons">Arthur Symons</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=348629" data-title="Grey Hours: Naples de Arthur Symons" data-description="There are some hours when I seem so indifferent; all things fade To an indifferent greyness, like that grey of the sky; Always at evening-ends, on grey days; and I know not why, But life, and art, and love, and death, are the shade of a shade. The..."></div> </div> </div>

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