<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409697" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Dead. (From The German Of Stockmann)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">How they so softly rest, <br>All they the holy ones, <br>Unto whose dwelling-place <br>Now doth my soul draw near! <br>How they so softly rest, <br>All in their silent graves, <br>Deep to corruption <br>Slowly don-sinking! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And they no longer weep, <br>Here, where complaint is still! <br>And they no longer feel, <br>Here, where all gladness flies! <br>And, by the cypresses <br>Softly o'ershadowed <br>Until the Angel <br>Calls them, they slumber!</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=409697" data-title="The Dead. (From The German Of Stockmann) de Henry Wadsworth Longfellow" data-description="How they so softly rest, All they the holy ones, Unto whose dwelling-place Now doth my soul draw near! How they so softly rest, All in their silent graves, Deep to corruption Slowly don-sinking! And they no longer weep, Here, where compl..."></div> </div> </div>

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