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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408305" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Etheline</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The heart that once was rich with light, <br>And happy in your grace, <br>Now lieth cold beneath the scorn <br>That gathers on your face; <br>And every joy it knew before, <br>And every templed dream, <br>Is paler than the dying flash <br>On yonder mountain stream. <br>The soul, regretting foundered bliss <br>Amid the wreck of years, <br>Hath mourned it with intensity <br>Too deep for human tears! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The forest fadeth underneath <br>The blast that rushes by -- <br>The dripping leaves are white with death, <br>But Love will never die! <br>We both have seen the starry moss <br>That clings where Ruin reigns, <br>And ~one~ must know ~his~ lonely breast <br>Affection still retains; <br>Through all the sweetest hopes of life, <br>That clustered round and round, <br>Are lying now, like withered things, <br>Forsaken -- on the ground. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis hard to think of what we were, <br>And what we might have been, <br>Had not an evil spirit crept <br>Across the tranquil scene: <br>Had fervent feelings in your soul <br>Not failed nor ceased to shine <br>As pure as those existing on, <br>And burning still in mine. <br>Had every treasure at your feet <br>That I was wont to pour, <br>Been never thrown like worthless weeds <br>Upon a barren shore! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bitter edge of grief has passed, <br>I would not now upbraid; <br>Or count to you the broken vows, <br>So often idly made! <br>I would not cross your path to chase <br>The falsehood from your brow -- <br>I ~know~, with all that borrowed light, <br>You are not happy now: <br>Since those that once have trampled down <br>Affection's early claim, <br>Have lost a peace they need not hope <br>To find on earth again. <br></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Kendall">Henry Kendall</a><div class=q>
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And happy in your grace, 
Now lieth cold beneath the scorn 
That gathers on your face; 
And every joy it knew before, 
And every templed dream, 
Is paler than the dying flash 
On yonder mountain stream. 
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