<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374013" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Death</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">NEVER again:<br>No child shall stir the inmost heart of her<br>And teach her heaven by that first faint stir;<br>No little lips shall lie against her breast<br>Save the cold lips that now lie there at rest;<br>No little voice shall rouse her from her sleep<br>And bid her wake to pain:<br>Her sleep is calm and deep,<br>Call not! refrain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Close in her arm<br>As though even death drew back before the face<br>Of Motherhood in this white stilly place,<br>The gathered bud lies waxen white and cold,<br>As ever a flower your winter gardens hold.<br>She bore the pain, she never wore the crown,<br>She worked the bitter charm,<br>But all she won thereby is here laid down<br>Renounced--for good or harm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dream? Feed your soul<br>With dreams, while we must starve our hearts on clay,<br>Dream of a glorious white-winged sun-crowned day<br>When you shall see her once more face to face<br>Beside Christ's Mother in the blessed place!<br>But while you dream, they carry her from here,<br>The black bells toll and toll.<br>Oh God! if only she cannot see or hear,<br>Not hear those ghoul-like bells that crowd so near,<br>Not see that cold clay hole.</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=374013" data-title="Death de Edith Nesbit" data-description="NEVER again: No child shall stir the inmost heart of her And teach her heaven by that first faint stir; No little lips shall lie against her breast Save the cold lips that now lie there at rest; No little voice shall rouse her from her sleep And b..."></div> </div> </div>

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