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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=349923" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Comrade</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I AM Joy,' she said; but her voice was low, <br>Too low for laughter;<br>'I am Love '; but her eyes lacked Love's quick glow, <br>And the tear that springs after;<br>'I am Life'; but she seemed too calm, too still,<br>Like one who waits, but forgets to-morrow;<br>Then she took my hand, and I did her will,<br>And knew she was Sorrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And she led me on through the world we see,<br>Where smiles are many;<br>Through the fever and stir of life's hot glee<br>That waits never for any;<br>Through the silence of rest when dreams are o'er<br>And stillness is sweeter than hope's best pleasure;<br>Through the peace when nought is to garner more<br>Of Love's plenished treasure.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So at length we twain were the truest pair,<br>More kind than lovers.<br>Then she said 'After blight the boughs are bare,<br>Yet the strong tree recovers;<br>And anew hast thou Life, Love, Joy, at call:<br>Unclasp my hand.' And I clasped, denying;<br>'Thou art best, more strong, more true than all;<br>And after thee dying.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Augusta+Davies+Webster">Augusta Davies Webster</a><div class=q>
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Too low for laughter;
'I am Love '; but her eyes lacked Love's quick glow, 
And the tear that springs after;
'I am Life'; but she seemed too calm, too still,
Like one who waits, but forgets to-morrow;
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