<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409171" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dulcis Memoria</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Long, long ago I heard a little song,<br>(Ah, was it long ago, or yesterday?)<br>So lowly, slowly wound the tune along,<br>That far into my heart it found the way:<br>A melody consoling and endearing;<br>And still, in silent hours, I'm often hearing<br>The small, sweet song that does not die away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Long, long ago I saw a little flower,--<br>(Ah, was it long ago, or yesterday?)<br>So fair of face and fragrant for an hour,<br>That something dear to me it seemed to say:<br>A thought of joy that blossomed into being<br>Without a word; and now I'm often seeing<br>The friendly flower that does not fade away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Long, long ago we had a little child,--<br>(Ah, was it long ago, or yesterday?)<br>Into his mother's eyes and mine he smiled<br>Unconscious love; warm in our arms he lay.<br>An angel called! Dear heart, we could not hold him;<br>Yet secretly your arms and mine infold him--<br>Our little child who does not go away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Long, long ago? Ah, memory, make it clear--<br>(It was not long ago, but yesterday,)<br>So little and so helpless and so dear<br>Let not the song be lost, the flower decay!<br>His voice, his waking eyes, his gentle sleeping:<br>The smallest things are safest in thy keeping.<br>Sweet memory, keep our child with us always.</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> <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=409171" data-title="Dulcis Memoria de Henry Van Dyke" data-description="Long, long ago I heard a little song, (Ah, was it long ago, or yesterday?) So lowly, slowly wound the tune along, That far into my heart it found the way: A melody consoling and endearing; And still, in silent hours, I'm often hearing The small, s..."></div> </div> </div>

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