<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409563" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Remorse. (From August Von Platen)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">How I started up in the night, in the night, <br>Drawn on without rest or reprieval! <br>The streets, with their watchmen, were lost to my sight, <br>As I wandered so light <br>In the night, in the night, <br>Through the gate with the arch mediaeval. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The mill-brook rushed from the rocky height, <br>I leaned o'er the bridge in my yearning; <br>Deep under me watched I the waves in their flight, <br>As they glided so light <br>In the night, in the night, <br>Yet backward not one was returning. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">O'erhead were revolving, so countless and bright, <br>The stars in melodious existence; <br>And with them the moon, more serenely bedight;-- <br>They sparkled so light <br>In the night, in the night, <br>Through the magical, measureless distance. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And upward I gazed in the night, in the night, <br>And again on the waves in their fleeting; <br>Ah woe! thou hast wasted thy days in delight, <br>Now silence thou light, <br>In the night, in the night, <br>The remorse in thy heart that is beating.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Wadsworth+Longfellow">Henry Wadsworth Longfellow</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=409563" data-title="Remorse. (From August Von Platen) de Henry Wadsworth Longfellow" data-description="How I started up in the night, in the night, Drawn on without rest or reprieval! The streets, with their watchmen, were lost to my sight, As I wandered so light In the night, in the night, Through the gate with the arch mediaeval. The mill-..."></div> </div> </div>

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