<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=350434" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Remembering Golden Bells</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ruined and ill—a man of two score;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pretty and guileless—a girl of three.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not a boy—but still better than nothing:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To soothe one’s feeling—from time to time a kiss!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There came a day—they suddenly took her from me;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her soul’s shadow wandered I know not where.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when I remember how just at the time she died</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She lisped strange sounds, beginning to learn to talk,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then I know that the ties of flesh and blood</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Only bind us to a load of grief and sorrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At last, by thinking of the time before she was born, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">By thought and reason I drove the pain away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Since my heart forgot her, many days have passed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And three times winter has changed to spring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This morning, for a little, the old grief came back,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Because, in the road, I met her foster-nurse</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Bai+Juyi">Bai Juyi</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=350434" data-title="Remembering Golden Bells de Bai Juyi" data-description="Ruined and ill—a man of two score; Pretty and guileless—a girl of three. Not a boy—but still better than nothing: To soothe one’s feeling—from time to time a kiss! There came a day—they suddenly took her from me; Her soul’s shad..."></div> </div> </div>

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