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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384584" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Spectres</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">How terrible these nights are when alone<br>With our scarred hearts, we sit in solitude,<br>And some old sorrow, to the world unknown,<br>Does suddenly with silent steps intrude.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">After the guests departed, and the light<br>Burned dimly in my room, there came to me,<br>As noiselessly as shadows of the night,<br>The spectre of a woe that used to be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Out of the gruesome darkness and the gloom<br>I saw it peering; and, in still despair,<br>I watched it gliding swift across the room,<br>Until it came and stood beside my chair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why, need I tell thee what its shape or name?<br>Thou hast thy secret hidden from the light:<br>And be it sin or sorrow, woe or shame,<br>Thou dost not like to meet it in the night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And yet it comes. As certainly as death,<br>And far more cruel since death ends all pain,<br>On lonesome nights we feel its icy breath,<br>And turn and face the thing we fancied slain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With shrinking hearts, we view the ghastly shape;<br>We look into its eyes with fear and dread,<br>And know that we can never more escape<br>Until the grave doth fold us with the dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the swift maelstrom of the eddying world<br>We hurl our woes, and think they are no more.<br>But round and round by dizzy billows whirled,<br>They reach out sinewy arms and swim to shore.</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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