<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358027" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Thistledown</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She danced thro' life as light as thistledown,<br>The grace of Columbine, charm of Pierette,<br>These, and that blithesome quality of thistledown,<br>With memory of her linger by us yet.<br>A fairy, slipping thro' a world material,<br>Shaming dull men made gross thro' mundance schemes, <br>She came to us, a being half ethereal,<br>To lure us into lands of strange, sweet dreams.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One hour she gave us of Elysian rapture,<br>A mood, a vision lamentably rare;<br>And now in vain our dark minds would recapture<br>The wholesome sweetness of her dancing there <br>Dancing, and ever dancing, gaily, smilingly,<br>Lending her genius in a hundred parts.<br>Leading us on to Fairyland beguilingly,<br>Dancing and dancing straight into our hearts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And she has gone. What need is there to tell us<br>She was not ours who guessed not half her worth?<br>Or that the high gods, watching, had grown jealous<br>That she should waste such sweetness on mere earth?<br>So she who for a little while was lent to us<br>To cleanse with poetry the hearts of men <br>A sprite, a fairy pitying Heaven sent to us <br>Like thistledown is wafted from our ken.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</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=358027" data-title="Thistledown de Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis" data-description="She danced thro' life as light as thistledown, The grace of Columbine, charm of Pierette, These, and that blithesome quality of thistledown, With memory of her linger by us yet. A fairy, slipping thro' a world material, Shaming dull men made gross..."></div> </div> </div>

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