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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=353990" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Careless Word</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A WORD is ringing thro' my brain, <br>It was not meant to give me pain; <br>It had no tone to bid it stay, <br>When other things had past away; <br>It had no meaning more than all <br>Which in an idle hour fall: <br>It was when first the sound I heard <br>A lightly uttered, careless word. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That word--oh! it doth haunt me now, <br>In scenes of joy, in scenes of woe; <br>By night, by day, in sun or shade, <br>With the half smile that gently played <br>Reproachfully, and gave the sound <br>Eternal power thro' life to wound. <br>There is no voice I ever heard, <br>So deeply fix'd as that one word. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When in the laughing crowd some tone, <br>Like those whose joyous sound is gone, <br>Strikes on my ear, I shrink--for then <br>The careless word comes back again. <br>When all alone I sit and gaze <br>Upon the cheerful home-fire blaze, <br>Lo! freshly as when first 'twas heard, <br>Returns that lightly uttered word. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When dreams bring back the days of old; <br>With all that wishes could not hold; <br>And from my feverish couch I start <br>To press a shadow to my heart-- <br>Amid its beating echoes, clear <br>That little word I seem to hear: <br>In vain I say, while it is heard, <br>Why weep?--'twas but a foolish word. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It comes--and with it come the tears, <br>The hopes, the joys of former years; <br>Forgotten smiles, forgotten looks, <br>Thick as dead leaves on autumn brooks, <br>And all as joyless, though they were <br>The brightest things life's spring could share. <br>Oh! would to God I ne'er had heard <br>That lightly uttered, careless word! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was the first, the only one <br>Of those which lips for ever gone <br>Breathed in their love--which had for me <br>Rebuke of harshness at my glee: <br>And if those lips were here to say, <br>'Beloved, let it pass away,' <br>Ah! then, perchance--but I have heard <br>The last dear tone--the careless word! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! ye who, meeting, sigh to part, <br>Whose words are treasures to some heart, <br>Deal gently, ere the dark days come, <br>When earth hath but for one a home; <br>Lest, musing o'er the past, like me, <br>They feel their hearts wrung bitterly, <br>And, heeding not what else they heard, <br>Dwell weeping on a careless word.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Caroline+Elizabeth+Sarah+Norton">Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton</a><div class=q>
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It was not meant to give me pain; 
It had no tone to bid it stay, 
When other things had past away; 
It had no meaning more than all 
Which in an idle hour fall: 
It was when first the sound I heard 
A lightly ut..."></div>
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