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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368557" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Only A Dream</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">METHOUGHT I saw thee yesternight <br>Sit by me in the olden guise, <br>The white robes and the pain foregone, <br>Weaving instead of amaranth crown <br>A web of mortal dyes. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I cried, 'Where hast thou been so long?' <br>(The mild eyes turned and mutely smiled <br>'Why dwellest thou in far-off lands? <br>What is that web within thy hands?' <br>--'I work for thee, my child.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I clasped thee in my arms and wept; <br>I kissed thee oft with passion wild: <br>I poured fond questions, tender blame; <br>Still thy sole answer was the same,-- <br>'I work for thee, my child.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Come and walk with me as of old.' <br>Then camest thou, silent as before; <br>We passed along that churchyard way <br>We used to tread each Sabbath day, <br>Till one trod earth no more. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I felt thy hand upon my arm, <br>Beside me thy meek face I saw, <br>Yet through the sweet familiar grace <br>A something spiritual could trace <br>That left a nameless awe. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Trembling I said, 'Long years have passed <br>Since thou wert from my side beguiled; <br>Now thou'rt returned and all shall be <br>As was before.'--Half-pensively <br>Thou answered'st--'Nay, my child.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I pleaded sore: 'Hadst thou forgot <br>The love wherewith we loved of old,-- <br>The long sweet days of converse blest, <br>The nights of slumber on thy breast,-- <br>Wert thou to me grown cold?' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There beamed on me those eyes of heaven <br>That wept no more, but ever smiled; <br>'Love only is love in that Home <br>Where I abide--where, till thou come, <br>I work for thee, my child.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If from my sight thou passedst then, <br>Or if my sobs the dream exiled, <br>I know not: but in memory clear <br>I seem these strange words still to hear, <br>'I work for thee, my child.'</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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Sit by me in the olden guise, 
The white robes and the pain foregone, 
Weaving instead of amaranth crown 
A web of mortal dyes. 

I cried, 'Where hast thou been so long?' 
(The mild eyes turned and mutely smiled 
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