<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390103" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Beyond</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love's aftermath! I think the time is now <br>That we must gather in, alone, apart <br>The saddest crop of all the crops that grow, <br>Love's aftermath. <br>Ah, sweet,--sweet yesterday, the tears that start <br>Can not put back the dial; this is, I trow, <br>Our harvesting! Thy kisses chill my heart, <br>Our lips are cold; averted eyes avow <br>The twilight of poor love: we can but part, <br>Dumbly and sadly, reaping as we sow, <br>Love's aftermath.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ernest+Christopher+Dowson">Ernest Christopher Dowson</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=390103" data-title="Beyond de Ernest Christopher Dowson" data-description="Love's aftermath! I think the time is now That we must gather in, alone, apart The saddest crop of all the crops that grow, Love's aftermath. Ah, sweet,--sweet yesterday, the tears that start Can not put back the dial; this is, I trow, Our h..."></div> </div> </div>

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