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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=465189" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Tale Died</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A tale was found and quartered for the dust<br>Died afterwards like the fountains receding; <br>It was a history of sorrow, time might complete<br>And times may change according to desire.<br>The tales talked of their dead and gone, <br>Of good opinion and affection that lasted.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To offend the caves was to offend the angry men<br>In them, without frustrating their souls<br>Of eyes that battered and battled for more memory<br>In the name of mankind, <br>In the hobbies of the world that chanced difficulties.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">More in angers was nagging, they grew worse in years<br>As those felons attracted a huge fitness, <br>These men of kings decided to sneak about<br>With a gallows air, perpetually in sin<br>And nagging with the bending of bars.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The stories one sees of idle personages<br>Puts people into bad tempers, <br>The moment the air of health enters, <br>The moment one betrays the trust<br>Of a man who is infuriated.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This tale flies to the door of a chap<br>That flew with fluency, <br>Sitting in the portrait of a spring's<br>Day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Naveed+Akram">Naveed Akram</a><div class=q>
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Died afterwards like the fountains receding; 
It was a history of sorrow, time might complete
And times may change according to desire.
The tales talked of their dead and gone, 
Of good opinion and affec..."></div>
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