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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409167" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Autumn in the Garden</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the frosty kiss of Autumn in the dark<br>Makes its mark<br>On the flowers, and the misty morning grieves<br>Over fallen leaves;<br>Then my olden garden, where the golden soil<br>Through the toil<br>Of a hundred years is mellow, rich, and deep,<br>Whispers in its sleep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Mid the crumpled beds of marigold and phlox,<br>Where the box<br>Borders with its glossy green the ancient walks,<br>There's a voice that talks<br>Of the human hopes that bloomed and withered here<br>Year by year,--<br>Dreams of joy, that brightened all the labouring hours,<br>Fading as the flowers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet the whispered story does not deepen grief;<br>But relief<br>For the loneliness of sorrow seems to flow<br>From the Long-Ago,<br>When I think of other lives that learned, like mine,<br>To resign,<br>And remember that the sadness of the fall<br>Comes alike to all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What regrets, what longings for the lost were theirs!<br>And what prayers<br>For the silent strength that nerves us to endure<br>Things we cannot cure!<br>Pacing up and down the garden where they paced,<br>I have traced<br>All their well-worn paths of patience, till I find<br>Comfort in my mind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Faint and far away their ancient griefs appear:<br>Yet how near<br>Is the tender voice, the careworn, kindly face,<br>Of the human race!<br>Let us walk together in the garden, dearest heart,<br>Not apart!<br>They who know the sorrows other lives have known<br>Never walk alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Van+Dyke">Henry Van Dyke</a><div class=q>
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Makes its mark
On the flowers, and the misty morning grieves
Over fallen leaves;
Then my olden garden, where the golden soil
Through the toil
Of a hundred years is mellow, rich, and deep,
Whispers in its ..."></div>
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