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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Recompense: (For Lord Kilhacken)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">That which I saved I lost<br>And that I lost I found,<br>And you are mine, oh tender little ghost,<br>Whose grave is holy ground.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That which I kept is flown,<br>So fast the children grow,<br>The only child I keep to be my own<br>I lost long years ago.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The little ones that stayed<br>Slip from me while I cry:<br>Oh, not so fast, so fast, you golden-head.<br>Swift as the wind they fly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not two days are the same.<br>To-morrow will not see<br>To-day's young children, crested like a flame,<br>Gathered about my knee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One day a day will dawn<br>Will see me dispossessed --<br>An empty nest whence singing-birds have flown.<br>Who shall refill the nest?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The years run out like sand<br>To strip me of my pride;<br>Then in my hand will steal a clinging hand.<br>I keep the child who died.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">God gives and does not lend<br>This one lamb of the fold;<br>And he will need his mother to the end<br>And never will grow old.</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=428665" data-title="Recompense: (For Lord Kilhacken) de Katharine Tynan" data-description="That which I saved I lost And that I lost I found, And you are mine, oh tender little ghost, Whose grave is holy ground. That which I kept is flown, So fast the children grow, The only child I keep to be my own I lost long years ago. The little ..."></div> </div> </div>
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