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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419036" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Silence, Not Death</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I START! I have slept for a moment; <br>I have dreamt, sitting here by her chair— <br>Oh, how lonely! What was it that touched me? <br>What presence, what heaven-sent air?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was nothing, you say. But I tremble!<br>I heard her, I knew she was near— <br>Felt her breath, felt her cheek on my forehead— <br>Awake or asleep, she was here!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was nothing—a dream? Strike that harp-string;<br>Again—still again—till it cries <br>In its uttermost treble—still strike it— <br>Ha? vibrant but silent! It dies—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It dies, just as she died. Go, listen—<br>That highest vibration is dumb. <br>Your sense, friend, too soon finds a limit <br>And answer, when mysteries come.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Truth speaks in the senseless, the spirit;<br>But here in this palpable part <br>We sound the low notes, but are silent <br>To music sublimed in the heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Too few and too gross our dull senses, <br>And clogged with the mire of the road, <br>Till we loathe their coarse bondage; as seabirds <br>Encaged on a cliff, look abroad </div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the ocean and limitless heaven, <br>Alight with the beautiful stars, <br>And hear what they say, not the creakings <br>That rise from our sensual bars.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O life, let me dream, let her presence <br>Be near me, her fragrance, her breath; <br>Let me sleep, if in slumber the seeking; <br>Sleep on, if the finding be death.</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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I have dreamt, sitting here by her chair— 
Oh, how lonely! What was it that touched me? 
What presence, what heaven-sent air?

It was nothing, you say. But I tremble!
I heard her, I knew she was near— 
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