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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374029" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Flower Of Aloe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">HOW can I tell you how I love you, dear? <br>There is no music now the world is old; <br>The songs have all been sung, the tales all told <br>Broken the vows are all this many a year. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Had we but met when all the world was new, <br>When virgin blossoms decked untrodden fields, <br>I had plucked all the buds that summer yields <br>And woven a garland, worthy even of you. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or had I sung when rhymes were yet unwed, <br>And crowned their marriage in the songs I made, <br>I had laid them down before you unafraid, <br>Meet offering to your grace and goodlihead. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But all the dreams are dreamed, and no new heat <br>Touches life's altars, all the scents are burnt, <br>The truths all taught and all the lessons learnt, <br>And no new stars lead kings to kiss Love's feet. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>For now in this grey world, of youth bereft, <br>Love has no throne, no sceptre and no crown; <br>His groves are hushed, his altars are cast down, <br>And we who worship--we have nothing left. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And yet--your lips ! The God has built him there <br>An altar which has known nor flower nor flame: <br>There may we burn the incense to Love's name, <br>There the immortal virgin rose be fair. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>So--since my lips have known but one desire, <br>And all my flowers of life are vowed to you-- <br>For us, at least, the old world has something new: <br>For me the altar--and for you the fire!</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>
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There is no music now the world is old; 
The songs have all been sung, the tales all told 
Broken the vows are all this many a year. 

Had we but met when all the world was new, 
When virgin blossoms decke..."></div>
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