<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374064" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lover's Quarrels</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">JOIN hands, my dear, clasp long and close and fast, <br>Even this present we shall soon call past, <br>And lay among the unforgotten days, <br>Not the less loved because they could not last. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Make haste to put our hasty words away, <br>And hide them with dead leaves of yesterday, <br>Cast them aside among forgotten things, <br>Keep the love warm that turns to green life's grey. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Each little thorn that pricks these present hours <br>Is sure to hide under our memories' flowers, <br>Till we shall say, turning the dry wreath over, <br>'How sweet they were--these dear dead days of ours!'</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=374064" data-title="Lover's Quarrels de Edith Nesbit" data-description="JOIN hands, my dear, clasp long and close and fast, Even this present we shall soon call past, And lay among the unforgotten days, Not the less loved because they could not last. Make haste to put our hasty words away, And hide them with de..."></div> </div> </div>

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