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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384548" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Queries</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well, how has it been with you since we met<br>That last strange time of a hundred times?<br>When we met to swear that we could forget—<br>I your caresses, and you my rhymes—<br>The rhyme of my lays that rang like a bell,<br>And the rhyme of my heart with yours, as well?<br>How has it been since we drank that last kiss,<br>That was bitter with lees of the wasted wine,<br>When the tattered remains of a threadbare bliss,<br>And the worn-out shreds of a joy divine,<br>With a year's best dreams and hopes, were cast<br>Into the rag-bag of the Past?<br>Since Time, the rag-buyer, hurried away,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With a chuckle of glee at a bargain made,<br>Did you discover, like me, one day,<br>That, hid in the folds of those garments frayed,<br>Were priceless jewels and diadems—<br>The soul's best treasures, the heart's best gems?<br>Have you, too, found that you could not supply<br>The place of those jewels so rare and chaste?<br>Do all that you borrow or beg or buy<br>Prove to be nothing but skilful paste?<br>Have you found pleasure, as I found art,<br>Not all-sufficient to fill your heart?<br>Do you sometimes sigh for the tattered shreds<br>Of the old delight that we cast away,<br>And find no worth in the silken threads<br>Of newer fabrics we wear to-day?<br>Have you thought the bitter of that last kiss<br>Better than sweets of a later bliss?<br>What idle queries!—or yes or no—<br>Whatever your answer, I understand<br>That there is no pathway by which we can go<br>Back to the dead past's wonderland;<br>And the gems he purchased from me, from you,<br>There is no rebuying from Time, the Jew</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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That last strange time of a hundred times?
When we met to swear that we could forget—
I your caresses, and you my rhymes—
The rhyme of my lays that rang like a bell,
And the rhyme of my heart with yo..."></div>
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