<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428641" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>His Footstep</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">To Lady Wemyss</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The boy will come no more<br>Although I listen and long;<br>The sound of his foot on the floor<br>Was like an old song.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His foot had the music in it,<br>And now the music's dumb --<br>Like the song of the lark or linnet<br>Glad that Spring's come.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's nothing stirring at all, --<br>'Tis quiet all by yourself, --<br>But a wee mouse in the wall,<br>The clock ticks on the shelf.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like the song of the lark or linnet,<br>That's singing early and soon,<br>His foot had the music in it<br>Like an old tune.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Katharine+Tynan">Katharine Tynan</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=428641" data-title="His Footstep de Katharine Tynan" data-description="To Lady Wemyss The boy will come no more Although I listen and long; The sound of his foot on the floor Was like an old song. His foot had the music in it, And now the music's dumb -- Like the song of the lark or linnet Glad that Spring's come...."></div> </div> </div>

solid border dashed border dotted border double border groove border ridge border inset border outset border no border blue green red purple cyan gold silver black