<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421100" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>This Living Hand</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This living hand, now warm and capable<br>Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold<br>And in the icy silence of the tomb,<br>So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights<br>That thou wouldst wish thine own heart dry of blood<br>So in my veins red life might stream again,<br>And thou be conscience-calmed - see here it is -<br>I hold it towards you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Keats">John Keats</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=421100" data-title="This Living Hand de John Keats" data-description="This living hand, now warm and capable Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold And in the icy silence of the tomb, So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights That thou wouldst wish thine own heart dry of blood So in my veins red life migh..."></div> </div> </div>

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