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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408120" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Lost Letter</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the postoffice window was one broken pane;<br>In the wainscot there was one loosen'd board;<br>And conveniently near was the broad oaken table,<br>Where the mail from the bag had been pour'd,<br>'Twas a morning in May, with a sweet odor'd breeze;<br>And it happen'd unnotic'd by all,<br>That a most precious missive, that love laden letter,<br>Flutter'd down thro' the gap in the wall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two lives wreck'd by a zephyr!<br>Two hearts crush'd by the fall,<br>When that most precious missive, that love laden letter,<br>Flutter'd down thro' the gap in the wall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Both were faithful and true, 'Twas a gossip's remark,<br>that had clouded loving hearts with concern.<br>Then, alas! came a quarrel; and she, in her anger,<br>Bade him go, nevermore to return.<br>Oh, how soon she repented! how great was her grief,<br>And how humbly she penn'd her recall!<br>But that most precious missive, that love laden letter,<br>Flutter'd down thro' the gap in the wall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was just on the morrow the carpenter came,<br>Such defections in that wall to repair;<br>And he hammer'd and sang, and departed unmindful<br>Of the hearts he had thus burried there.<br>And in heaps on the table, all safe and secure,<br>There lay many a valueless scrawl,<br>Where that most precious missive, that love laden letter,<br>Flutter'd down thro' the gap in the wall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;When she learns how she wrongs me, my darling will write!&quot;<br>Mus'd the lover, as he watch'd for the mail;<br>But his letter came not, and, dishearten'd and hopeless,<br>For a land far away he set sail.<br>Oh! the long weary years of suspense and regret,<br>And of presage perplexing withal,<br>Since that most precious missive, that love laden letter,<br>Flutter'd down thro' the gap in the wall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the time-crumbled pile came the time-faded sheet,<br>With its ancient superscription and date;<br>And from exile the lover, the yet faithful lover,<br>Hasten'd home, to seal his fate.<br>'Twas his most cruel pang that he might not explain<br>To the sleeper beneath her black pall,<br>How that most precious missive, that love laden letter<br>Flutter'd down thro' the gap in the wall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Clay+Work">Henry Clay Work</a><div class=q>
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