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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384410" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Haunted</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What are these nameless mysteries,<br>These subtleties of life and death,<br>That bring before our spirit eyes<br>The loved and lost; or, like a breath<br>Of lightest air, will touch the cheek,<br>And yet a wordless language speak?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>In every breeze that blows, to-day,<br>One voice seems speaking unto me;<br>And north or south, whichever way<br>I turn my gaze, one face I see,<br>And closely, closely at my side<br>A mystic shadow seems to glide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>A motley crowd we move among,<br>We surge on with the mighty mass,<br>And yet no one in all the throng<br>Looks strangely on us as we pass.<br>No eye but mine own seems to see<br>The nameless thing that walks by me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I cannot touch a proffered hand<br>But this strange shadow glides between.<br>Why came he from the spirit land?<br>What brought him from the world unseen?<br>Why am I troubled and oppressed<br>By the vague presence of my guest?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>He was my friend! I should rejoice!<br>I loved him once! Why do I fear?<br>And yet I shudder as his voice<br>Speaks in the wind. I feel him near,<br>This restless spirit of the dead,<br>And shiver with a nameless dread.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I loved him once; he was my friend;<br>He held the first place in my heart,<br>And might have held it to the end.<br>But our two ways spread wide apart:<br>I kept the path upon the hill,<br>And he went down and down, until</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>He reached the depths of sin and shame,<br>And died as sots and drunkards die.<br>I ceased to even speak his name.<br>God knows I never thought that I,<br>Who blamed his lack of moral strength,<br>Might answer for his fall, at length!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>O restless dead, lost friend of mine!<br>I might have saved you, had I tried.<br>I saw you lift the glass of wine,<br>And, seeing, had I warned you, cried,<br>'Touch not, taste not the drink accursed!'<br>I might have saved you from the thirst</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>That swallowed up your brain and soul.<br>But nay! I scorned you when you fell,<br>And, looking upward to my goal,<br>Left you to stagger down to hell.<br>Accusing spirit of the dead,<br>Your presence fills my heart with dread!</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>
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These subtleties of life and death,
That bring before our spirit eyes
The loved and lost; or, like a breath
Of lightest air, will touch the cheek,
And yet a wordless language speak?


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