<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=386355" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Twas the old—road—through pain</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">344</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas the old—road—through pain—<br>That unfrequented—one—<br>With many a turn—and thorn—<br>That stops—at Heaven—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This—was the Town—she passed—<br>There—where she—rested—last—<br>Then—stepped more fast—<br>The little tracks—close prest—<br>Then—not so swift—<br>Slow—slow—as feet did weary—grow—<br>Then—stopped—no other track!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wait! Look! Her little Book—<br>The leaf—at love—turned back—<br>Her very Hat—<br>And this worn shoe just fits the track—<br>Herself—though—fled!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Another bed—a short one—<br>Women make—tonight—<br>In Chambers bright—<br>Too out of sight—though—<br>For our hoarse Good Night—<br>To touch her Head!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Emily+Dickinson">Emily Dickinson</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=386355" data-title="Twas the old—road—through pain de Emily Dickinson" data-description="344 'Twas the old—road—through pain— That unfrequented—one— With many a turn—and thorn— That stops—at Heaven— This—was the Town—she passed— There—where she—rested—last— Then—stepped more fast— The little track..."></div> </div> </div>

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