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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409212" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Nepenthe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, it was like you to forget, <br>And cancel in the welcome of your smile <br>My deep arrears of debt,<br>And with the putting forth of both your hands <br>To sweep away the bars my folly set<br>Between us -- bitter thoughts, and harsh demands, <br>And reckless deeds that seemed untrue <br>To love, when all the while<br>My heart was aching through and through <br>For you, sweet heart, and only you. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet, as I turned to come to you again,<br>I thought there must be many a mile<br>Of sorrowful reproach to cross,<br>And many an hour of mutual pain<br>To bear, until I could make plain<br>That all my pride was but the fear of loss,<br>And all my doubt the shadow of despair<br>To win a heart so innocent and fair;<br>And even that which looked most ill<br>Was but the fever-fret and effort vain<br>To dull the thirst which you alone could still. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But as I turned the desert miles were crossed, <br>And when I came the weary hours were sped! <br>For there you stood beside the open door,<br>Glad, gracious, smiling as before,<br>And with bright eyes and tender hands outspread <br>Restored me to the Eden I had lost.<br>Never a word of cold reproof,<br>No sharp reproach, no glances that accuse<br>The culprit whom they hold aloof, --<br>Ah, 't is not thus that other women use<br>The power they have Won!<br>For there is none like you, belovèd, -- none <br>Secure enough to do what you have done. <br>Where did you learn this heavenly art, --<br>You sweetest and most wise of all that live, --<br>With silent welcome to impart<br>Assurance of the royal heart<br>That never questions where it would forgive? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">None but a queen could pardon me like this! <br>My sovereign lady, let me lay<br>Within each rosy palm a loyal kiss<br>Of penitence, then close the fingers up, <br>Thus -- thus! Now give the cup<br>Of full nepenthe in your crimson mouth,<br>And come -- the garden blooms with bliss, <br>The wind is in the south,<br>The rose of love with dew is wet --<br>Dear, it was like you to forget!</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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And cancel in the welcome of your smile 
My deep arrears of debt,
And with the putting forth of both your hands 
To sweep away the bars my folly set
Between us -- bitter thoughts, and harsh demands, 
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