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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418965" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Lost Friend</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">MY friend he was; my friend from all the rest; <br>With childlike faith he oped to me his breast; <br>No door was locked on altar, grave or grief; <br>No weakness veiled, concealed no disbelief; <br>The hope, the sorrow and the wrong were bare, <br>And ah, the shadow only showed the fair! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I gave him love for love; but, deep within, <br>I magnified each frailty into sin: <br>Each hill-topped foible in the sunset glowed, <br>Obscuring vales where rivered virtttes flowed. <br>Reproof became reproach, till common grew <br>The captious word at every fault I knew. <br>He smiled upon the censorship, and bore <br>With patient love the touch that wounded sore; <br>Until at length, so had my blindness grown, <br>He knew I judged him by his faults alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alone, of all men, I who knew him best, <br>Refused the gold, to take the dross for test! <br>Cold strangers honored for the worth they saw; <br>His friend forgot the diamond in the flaw. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">At last it came—the day he stood apart <br>When from my eyes he proudly veiled his heart; <br>When carping judgment and uncertain word <br>A stern resentment in his bosom stirred; <br>When in his face I read what I had been, <br>And with his vision saw what he had seen. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Too late! too late! Oh, could he then have known, <br>When his love died, that mine had perfect grown; <br>That when the veil was drawn, abased, chastised, <br>The censor stood, the lost one truly prized. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Too late we learn—a man must hold his friend <br>Unjudged, accepted, trusted to the end.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Boyle+O%27Reilly">John Boyle O'Reilly</a><div class=q>
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With childlike faith he oped to me his breast; 
No door was locked on altar, grave or grief; 
No weakness veiled, concealed no disbelief; 
The hope, the sorrow and the wrong were bare, 
And ah, the s..."></div>
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