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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408313" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Footfalls</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The embers were blinking and clinking away,<br>The casement half open was thrown;<br>There was nothing but cloud on the skirts of the Day,<br>And I sat on the threshold alone!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And said to the river which flowed by my door<br>With its beautiful face to the hill,<br>'I have waited and waited, all wearied and sore,<br>But my love is a wanderer still!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And said to the wind, as it paused in its flight<br>To look through the shivering pane,<br>'There are memories moaning and homeless to-night<br>That can never be tranquil again!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And said to the woods, as their burdens were borne<br>With a flutter and sigh to the eaves,<br>'They are wrinkled and wasted, and tattered and torn,<br>And we too have our withering leaves.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Did I hear a low echo of footfalls about,<br>Whilst watching those forest trees stark?<br>Or was it a dream that I hurried without<br>To clutch at and grapple the dark?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the shadow I stood for a moment and spake -<br>'Bright thing that was loved in the past,<br>Oh! am I asleep - or abroad and awake?<br>And are you so near me at last?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Oh, roamer from lands where the vanished years go,<br>Oh, waif from those mystical zones,<br>Come here where I long for you, broken and low,<br>On the mosses and watery stones!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Come out of your silence and tell me if Life<br>Is so fair in that world as they say;<br>Was it worth all this yearning, and weeping, and strife<br>When you left it behind you to-day?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Will it end all this watching, and doubting, and dread?<br>Do these sorrows die out with our breath?<br>Will they pass from our souls like a nightmare,' I said,<br>'While we glide through the mazes of Death?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Come out of that darkness and teach me the lore<br>You have learned since I looked on your face;<br>By the summers that blossomed and faded of yore -<br>By the lights which have fled to that place!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'You answer me not when I know that you could -<br>When I know that you could and you should;<br>Though the storms be abroad on the wave;<br>Though the rain droppeth down with a wail to the wood,<br>And my heart is as cold as your grave!'</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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The casement half open was thrown;
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