<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=447409" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lovers Parted</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Old memories waken old desires <br>Infallibly. While we're alive <br>With eye or ear or sense at all, <br>Sometimes, must love revive. <br>But we'll not think, when some stray gust <br>Relumes the flicker of desire, <br>That fuel of circumstance could make <br>A furnace of our fire. <br>The past is gone. We must believe <br>It has no power to change our lives. <br>Yet still our constant hearts rejoice <br>Because the past survives.</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=447409" data-title="Lovers Parted de Lesbia Harford" data-description="Old memories waken old desires Infallibly. While we're alive With eye or ear or sense at all, Sometimes, must love revive. But we'll not think, when some stray gust Relumes the flicker of desire, That fuel of circumstance could make A furna..."></div> </div> </div>

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