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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368470" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Child’s Smile</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A CHILD'S smile--nothing more; <br>Quiet, and soft, and grave, and seldom seen; <br>Like summer lightning o'er, <br>Leaving the little face again serene. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I think, boy well-beloved, <br>Thine angel, who did grieve to see how far <br>Thy childhood is removed <br>From sports that dear to other children are, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">On this pale cheek has thrown <br>The brightness of his countenance, and made <br>A beauty like his own-- <br>That, while we see it, we are half afraid, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And marvel, will it stay? <br>Or, long ere manhood, will that angel fair, <br>Departing some sad day, <br>Steal the child-smile and leave the shadow care? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nay, fear not. As is given <br>Unto this child the father watching o'er, <br>His angel up in heaven <br>Beholds Our Father's face for evermore. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And he will help him bear <br>His burthen, as his father helps him now: <br>So may he come to wear <br>That happy child-smile on an old man's brow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dinah+Maria+Mulock+Craik">Dinah Maria Mulock Craik</a><div class=q>
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Quiet, and soft, and grave, and seldom seen; 
Like summer lightning o'er, 
Leaving the little face again serene. 

I think, boy well-beloved, 
Thine angel, who did grieve to see how far 
Thy childhood is removed 
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