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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>His Room</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I'm home again, my dear old Room,<br>I'm home again, and happy, too,<br>As, peering through the brightening gloom,<br>I find myself alone with you:<br>Though brief my stay, nor far away,<br>I missed you--missed you night and day--<br>As wildly yearned for you as now.--<br>Old Room, how are you, anyhow?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'My easy chair, with open arms,<br>Awaits me just within the door;<br>The littered carpet's woven charms<br>Have never seemed so bright before,--<br>The old rosettes and mignonettes<br>And ivy-leaves and violets,<br>Look up as pure and fresh of hue<br>As though baptized in morning dew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Old Room, to me your homely walls<br>Fold round me like the arms of love,<br>And over all my being falls<br>A blessing pure as from above--<br>Even as a nestling child caressed<br>And lulled upon a loving breast,<br>With folded eyes, too glad to weep<br>And yet too sad for dreams or sleep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'You've been so kind to me, old Room--<br>So patient in your tender care,<br>My drooping heart in fullest bloom<br>Has blossomed for you unaware;<br>And who but you had cared to woo<br>A heart so dark, and heavy, too,<br>As in the past you lifted mine<br>From out the shadow to the shine?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'For I was but a wayward boy<br>When first you gladly welcomed me<br>And taught me work was truer joy<br>Than rioting incessantly:<br>And thus the din that stormed within<br>The old guitar and violin<br>Has fallen in a fainter tone<br>And sweeter, for your sake alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Though in my absence I have stood<br>In festal halls a favored guest,<br>I missed, in this old quietude,<br>My worthy work and worthy rest--<br>By _this_ I know that long ago<br>You loved me first, and told me so<br>In art's mute eloquence of speech<br>The voice of praise may never reach.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'For lips and eyes in truth's disguise<br>Confuse the faces of my friends,<br>Till old affection's fondest ties<br>I find unraveling at the ends;<br>But as I turn to you, and learn<br>To meet my griefs with less concern,<br>Your love seems all I have to keep<br>Me smiling lest I needs must weep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Yet I am happy, and would fain<br>Forget the world and all its woes;<br>So set me to my tasks again,<br>Old Room, and lull me to repose:<br>And as we glide adown the tide<br>Of dreams, forever side by side,<br>I'll hold your hands as lovers do<br>Their sweethearts' and talk love to you.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Whitcomb+Riley">James Whitcomb Riley</a><div class=q>
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I'm home again, and happy, too,
As, peering through the brightening gloom,
I find myself alone with you:
Though brief my stay, nor far away,
I missed you--missed you night and day--
As wildly yearned for you as n..."></div>
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