Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384380" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fading</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She sits beside the window. All who pass<br> Turn once again to gaze on her sweet face.<br>She is so fair; but soon, too soon, alas, <br> To lie down in her last resting-place.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No gems are brighter than her sparkling eyes, <br> Her brow like polished marble, white and fair -<br>Her cheeks are glowing as the sunset skies -<br> You would not dream that Death was lurking there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, Oh! he lingers closely at her side, <br> And when the forest dons her Autumn dress, <br>We know that he will claim her as his bride, <br> And earth will number one fair spirit less.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She sees the meadow robed in richest green -<br> The laughing stream - the willows bending o'er.<br>With tear-dimmed eyes she views each sylvan scene, <br> And thinks earth never was so fair before.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We do not sigh for heaven, till we have known<br> Something of sorrow, something of grief and woe, <br>And as a summer day her life has flown.<br> Oh, can we wonder she is loth to go? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She has no friends in heaven: all are here.<br> No lost one waits her in that unknown land, <br>And life grows doubly, trebly sweet and dear<br> As day by day she nears the mystic strand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We love her and we grieve to see her go.<br> But it is Christ who calls her to His breast, <br>And He shall greet her, and she soon shall know<br> The joys of souls that dwell among the blest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</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=384380" data-title="Fading de Ella Wheeler Wilcox" data-description="She sits beside the window. All who pass
 Turn once again to gaze on her sweet face.
She is so fair; but soon, too soon, alas, 
 To lie down in her last resting-place.

No gems are brighter than her sparkling eyes, 
 Her brow like polished marble,..."></div>
</div>
</div>