<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472536" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Angel-Thief</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">TIME is a thief who leaves his tools behind him;<br>He comes by night, he vanishes at dawn;<br>We track his footsteps, but we never find him<br>Strong locks are broken, massive bolts are drawn,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And all around are left the bars and borers,<br>The splitting wedges and the prying keys,<br>Such aids as serve the soft-shod vault-explorers<br>To crack, wrench open, rifle as they please.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, these are tools which Heaven in mercy lends us<br>When gathering rust has clenched our shackles fast,<br>Time is the angel-thief that Nature sends us<br>To break the cramping fetters of our past.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mourn as we may for treasures he has taken,<br>Poor as we feel of hoarded wealth bereft,<br>More precious are those implements forsaken,<br>Found in the wreck his ruthless hands have left.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some lever that a casket's hinge has broken<br>Pries off a bolt, and lo! our souls are free;<br>Each year some Open Sesame is spoken,<br>And every decade drops its master-key.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So as from year to year we count our treasure,<br>Our loss seems less, and larger look our gains;<br>Time's wrongs repaid in more than even measure,--<br>We lose our jewels, but we break our chains.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oliver+Wendell+Holmes">Oliver Wendell Holmes</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=472536" data-title="The Angel-Thief de Oliver Wendell Holmes" data-description="TIME is a thief who leaves his tools behind him; He comes by night, he vanishes at dawn; We track his footsteps, but we never find him Strong locks are broken, massive bolts are drawn, And all around are left the bars and borers, The splitting we..."></div> </div> </div>

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