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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374672" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Little Ghost</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I knew her for a little ghost<br> That in my garden walked;<br>The wall is high—higher than most—<br> And the green gate was locked.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And yet I did not think of that<br> Till after she was gone—<br>I knew her by the broad white hat,<br> All ruffled, she had on.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By the dear ruffles round her feet,<br> By her small hands that hung<br>In their lace mitts, austere and sweet,<br> Her gown's white folds among.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I watched to see if she would stay,<br> What she would do—and oh!<br>She looked as if she liked the way<br> I let my garden grow!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She bent above my favourite mint<br> With conscious garden grace,<br>She smiled and smiled—there was no hint<br> Of sadness in her face.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She held her gown on either side<br> To let her slippers show,<br>And up the walk she went with pride,<br> The way great ladies go.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And where the wall is built in new<br> And is of ivy bare<br>She paused—then opened and passed through<br> A gate that once was there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edna+St.+Vincent+Millay">Edna St. Vincent Millay</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=374672" data-title="The Little Ghost de Edna St. Vincent Millay" data-description="I knew her for a little ghost That in my garden walked; The wall is high—higher than most— And the green gate was locked. And yet I did not think of that Till after she was gone— I knew her by the broad white hat, All ruffle..."></div> </div> </div>
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