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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384433" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In Faith</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the soft sweet wind o' the south went by, <br>I dwelt in the light of a dark brown eye; <br>And out where the robin sang his song, <br>We lived and loved, while the days were long.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the sweet, sweet eves, when the moon swung high, <br>We wandered under the starry sky; <br>Or sat in the porch, and the moon looked through<br>The latticed wall where the roses grew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My lips, that hd no lover's kiss, <br>You taught the art, till they trilled in bliss; <br>And the moon, and the stars, and the roses knew<br>That the heart you won was pure and true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But true hearts weary men, maybe, <br>For you grew weary of love, and me.<br>Over the porch the dead vines hang, <br>And a mourning dove sobs where the robin sang.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In a warmer clime does another sigh<br>Under the light of your dark brown eye? <br>Did you follow the soft sweet wing o' the south, <br>And are you kissing a redder mouth? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lips may be redder, and eyes more bright; <br>The face may be fairer you see to-night; <br>But never, love, while the stars shall shine, <br>Will you find a heart that is truer than mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometime, perhaps, when south winds blow, <br>You will think of a love you used to know; <br>Sometime, perhaps, when a robin sings, <br>Your heart will go back to olden things.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometime you will weary of this world's arts, <br>Of deceit and change and hollow hearts, <br>And, wearying, sigh for the 'used to be, '<br>And your feet will turn to the porch, and me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I shall watch for you here when days grow long; <br>I shall list for your step through the robin's song; <br>I shall sit in the porch where the moon looks through, <br>And a vacant chair will wait - for you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You may stray, and forget, and rove afar, <br>But my changeless love, like the polar star, <br>Will draw you at length o'er land and sea -<br>And I know you will yet come back to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The years may come, and the years may go, <br>But sometime again, when south winds blow, <br>When roses bloom, and the moon swings high, <br>I shall live in he light of your dark brown eye.</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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I dwelt in the light of a dark brown eye; 
And out where the robin sang his song, 
We lived and loved, while the days were long.

In the sweet, sweet eves, when the moon swung high, 
We wandered unde..."></div>
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