<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=447387" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I must be dreaming through the days</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I must be dreaming through the days <br>And see the world with childish eyes <br>If I'd go singing all my life <br>And my songs be wise <br>And in the kitchen or the house <br>Must wonder at the sights I see. <br>And I must hear the throb and hum <br>That moves to song in factory. <br>So much in life remains unsung, <br>And so much more than love is sweet. <br>I'd like a song of kitchenmaids <br>With steady fingers and swift feet. <br>And I could sing about the rest <br>That breaks upon a woman's day <br>When dinner's over and she lies <br>Upon her bed to dream and pray <br>Until the children come from school <br>And all her evening work begins. <br>There's more in life than tragic love <br>And all the storied, splendid sins.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lesbia+Harford">Lesbia Harford</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=447387" data-title="I must be dreaming through the days de Lesbia Harford" data-description="I must be dreaming through the days And see the world with childish eyes If I'd go singing all my life And my songs be wise And in the kitchen or the house Must wonder at the sights I see. And I must hear the throb and hum That moves to son..."></div> </div> </div>

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