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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366037" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>White Horses</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We stare at the rocks and shoreline<br>As if time itself has fled, <br>For the sea once lapped at our laughter<br>When he would go on, ahead; <br>But the seasons change in the counting<br>And the laughter fades from the eye, <br>He went ahead at the parting<br>Caught up in his own bleak tide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your hair turned white in the mourning<br>Your songs all died in your throat, <br>Your eyes turned wild, and haunting<br>As I looked for some antidote; <br>But age crept up and caught you<br>In a season of sad neglect, <br>We sit at the shore in silence<br>And think of some deep regret.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For the waves roll in like thunder<br>And the foam now caps the crest<br>And your wild, white hair blows ever<br>And your eyes are dim, distressed; <br>I hold your hand in silence<br>In hopes that you’ll speak of him, <br>But you take a breath, and mutter<br>“White horses are coming in! ”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And over the heads of breakers<br>Where the foam breaks loose at the rip<br>I fancy the manes of horses<br>Are tossed at the breaker’s tip; <br>And shoulders pound at the rollers<br>While hooves flash white in the tide<br>And your dim grey eyes reflect them, <br>As you cry at their foam-flecked ride.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">White horses, caught at the breakers<br>With manes of wild, white hair<br>They run at the shallow waters<br>In the hopes that he’ll be there, <br>Their eyes are dim at the mourning<br>As the rollers set them free, <br>You smile at the heads a-tossing: <br>“White horses – coming for me.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">28 November 1994</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q>
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As if time itself has fled, 
For the sea once lapped at our laughter
When he would go on, ahead; 
But the seasons change in the counting
And the laughter fades from the eye, 
He went ahead at the parting
Caught ..."></div>
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