<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373788" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Francis Turner</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I could not run or play<br>In boyhood.<br>In manhood I could only sip the cup,<br>Not drink --<br>For scarlet-fever left my heart diseased.<br>Yet I lie here<br>Soothed by a secret none but Mary knows:<br>There is a garden of acacia,<br>Catalpa trees, and arbors sweet with vines --<br>There on that afternoon in June<br>By Mary's side --<br>Kissing her with my soul upon my lips<br>It suddenly took flight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edgar+Lee+Masters">Edgar Lee Masters</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=373788" data-title="Francis Turner de Edgar Lee Masters" data-description="I could not run or play In boyhood. In manhood I could only sip the cup, Not drink -- For scarlet-fever left my heart diseased. Yet I lie here Soothed by a secret none but Mary knows: There is a garden of acacia, Catalpa trees, and arbors sweet wi..."></div> </div> </div>

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