<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409250" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Wind of Sorrow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The fire of love was burning, yet so low<br>That in the dark we scarce could see its rays,<br>And in the light of perfect-placid days<br>Nothing but smouldering embers dull and slow.<br>Vainly, for love's delight, we sought to throw<br>New pleasures on the pyre to make it blaze:<br>In life's calm air and tranquil-prosperous ways<br>We missed the radiant heat of long ago.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then in the night, a night of sad alarms,<br>Bitter with pain and black with fog of fears,<br>That drove us trembling to each other's arms --<br>Across the gulf of darkness and salt tears,<br>Into life's calm the wind of sorrow came,<br>And fanned the fire of love to clearest flame.</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=409250" data-title="The Wind of Sorrow de Henry Van Dyke" data-description="The fire of love was burning, yet so low That in the dark we scarce could see its rays, And in the light of perfect-placid days Nothing but smouldering embers dull and slow. Vainly, for love's delight, we sought to throw New pleasures on the pyre ..."></div> </div> </div>

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