<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409689" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Chamber Over The Gate</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is it so far from thee<br>Thou canst no longer see,<br>In the Chamber over the Gate,<br>That old man desolate,<br>Weeping and wailing sore<br>For his son, who is no more?<br>O Absalom, my son! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is it so long ago<br>That cry of human woe<br>From the walled city came,<br>Calling on his dear name,<br>That it has died away<br>In the distance of to-day?<br>O Absalom, my son! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is no far or near,<br>There is neither there nor here,<br>There is neither soon nor late,<br>In that Chamber over the Gate,<br>Nor any long ago<br>To that cry of human woe,<br>O Absalom, my son! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the ages that are past<br>The voice sounds like a blast,<br>Over seas that wreck and drown,<br>Over tumult of traffic and town;<br>And from ages yet to be<br>Come the echoes back to me,<br>O Absalom, my son! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Somewhere at every hour<br>The watchman on the tower<br>Looks forth, and sees the fleet<br>Approach of the hurrying feet<br>Of messengers, that bear<br>The tidings of despair.<br>O Absalom, my son! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He goes forth from the door<br>Who shall return no more.<br>With him our joy departs;<br>The light goes out in our hearts;<br>In the Chamber over the Gate<br>We sit disconsolate.<br>O Absalom, my son! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That 't is a common grief<br>Bringeth but slight relief;<br>Ours is the bitterest loss,<br>Ours is the heaviest cross;<br>And forever the cry will be<br>'Would God I had died for thee,<br>O Absalom, my son!'</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=409689" data-title="The Chamber Over The Gate de Henry Wadsworth Longfellow" data-description="Is it so far from thee Thou canst no longer see, In the Chamber over the Gate, That old man desolate, Weeping and wailing sore For his son, who is no more? O Absalom, my son! Is it so long ago That cry of human woe From the walled city came, Cal..."></div> </div> </div>

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