<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374248" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Too Late</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WHEN Love, sweet Love, was tangled in my snare <br>I clipped his wings, and dressed his cage with flowers, <br>Made him my little joy for little hours, <br>And fed him when I had a song to spare. <br>And then I saw how good life's good things were, <br>The kingdoms and the glories and the powers. <br>Flowers grew in sheaves and stars were shed in showers, <br>And, when the great things wearied, Love was there. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But when, within his cage, one winter day <br>I found him lying still with folded wings, <br>No longer fluttering, eager to be fed-- <br>Kingdoms and powers and glories passed away, <br>And of life's countless, precious, priceless things <br>Nothing was left but Love--and Love was dead!</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=374248" data-title="Too Late de Edith Nesbit" data-description="WHEN Love, sweet Love, was tangled in my snare I clipped his wings, and dressed his cage with flowers, Made him my little joy for little hours, And fed him when I had a song to spare. And then I saw how good life's good things were, The kingd..."></div> </div> </div>

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