<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391178" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Erat Hora</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘Thank you, whatever comes.' And then she turned<br>And, as the ray of sun on hanging flowers<br>Fades when the wind hath lifted them aside,<br>Went swiftly from me. Nay, whatever comes<br>One hour was sunlit and the most high gods<br>May not make boast of any better thing<br>Than to have watched that hour as it passed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ezra+Pound">Ezra Pound</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=391178" data-title="Erat Hora de Ezra Pound" data-description="‘Thank you, whatever comes.' And then she turned And, as the ray of sun on hanging flowers Fades when the wind hath lifted them aside, Went swiftly from me. Nay, whatever comes One hour was sunlit and the most high gods May not make boast of any..."></div> </div> </div>

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