<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373988" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>At Parting II</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">AND you could leave me now--<br>After the first remembered whispered vow<br>Which sings for ever and ever in my ears--<br>The vow which God among His Angels hears--<br>After the long-drawn years,<br>The slow hard tears,<br>Could break new ground, and wake<br>A new strange garden to blossom for your sake,<br>And leave me here alone,<br>In the old garden that was once our own?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How should I learn to bear<br>Our garden's pleasant ways and pleasant air,<br>Her flowers, her fruits, her lily, her rose and thorn,<br>When only in a picture these appear--<br>These, once alive, and always over-dear?<br>Ah--think again: the rose you used to wear<br>Must still be more than other roses be<br>The flower of flowers. Ah, pity, pity me!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For in my acres is no plot of ground<br>Whereon could any garden site be found,<br>I have but little skill<br>To water weed and till<br>And make the desert blossom like the rose;<br>Yet our old garden knows<br>If I have loved its ways and walks and kept<br>The garden watered, and the pleasance swept.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet--if you must--go now:<br>Go, with my blessing filling both your hands,<br>And, mid the desert sands<br>Which life drifts deep round every garden wall,<br>Make your new festival<br>Of bud and blossom--red rose and green leaf.<br>No blight born of my grief<br>Shall touch your garden, love; but my heart's prayer<br>Shall draw down blessings on you from the air,<br>And all we learned of leaf and plant and tree<br>Shall serve you when you walk no more with me<br>In garden ways; and when with her you tread<br>The pleasant ways with blossoms overhead<br>And when she asks, 'How did you come to know<br>The secrets of the ways these green things grow?'<br>Then you will answer--and I, please God, hear,<br>'I had another garden once, my dear'.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edith+Nesbit">Edith Nesbit</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=373988" data-title="At Parting II de Edith Nesbit" data-description="AND you could leave me now-- After the first remembered whispered vow Which sings for ever and ever in my ears-- The vow which God among His Angels hears-- After the long-drawn years, The slow hard tears, Could break new ground, and wake A new str..."></div> </div> </div>

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