<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448935" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To L —</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou that wast once my loved and loving friend,<br>A friend no more, I had forgot thee quite,<br>Why hast thou come to trouble my delight<br>With memories ? Oh ! I had clean made end<br>Of all that time, I had made haste to send<br>My soul into red places, and to light<br>A torch of pleasure to burn up my night.<br>What I have woven hast thou come to rend ?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In silent acres of forgetful flowers,<br>Crowned as of old with happy daffodils,<br>Long time my wounded soul has been a-straying,<br>Alas! it has chanced now on sombre hours<br>Of hard remembrances and sad delaying,<br>Leaving green valleys for the bitter hills</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lord+Alfred+Douglas">Lord Alfred Douglas</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=448935" data-title="To L — de Lord Alfred Douglas" data-description="Thou that wast once my loved and loving friend, A friend no more, I had forgot thee quite, Why hast thou come to trouble my delight With memories ? Oh ! I had clean made end Of all that time, I had made haste to send My soul into red places, and t..."></div> </div> </div>

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