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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472567" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Last Leaf</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw him once before,<br> As he passed by the door,<br> And again<br>The pavement stones resound,<br> As he totters o'er the ground<br> With his cane.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> They say that in his prime,<br> Ere the pruning-knife of Time<br> Cut him down,<br> Not a better man was found<br> By the Crier on his round<br> Through the town.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> But now he walks the streets,<br> And he looks at all he meets<br> Sad and wan,<br>And he shakes his feeble head,<br> That it seems as if he said,<br> &quot;They are gone!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The mossy marbles rest<br> On the lips that he has prest<br> In their bloom,<br>And the names he loved to hear<br>Have been carved for many a year<br> On the tomb.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> My grandmamma has said--<br> Poor old lady, she is dead<br> Long ago--<br> That he had a Roman nose,<br> And his cheek was like a rose<br> In the snow;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> But now his nose is thin,<br> And it rests upon his chin<br> Like a staff,<br> And a crook is in his back,<br> And a melancholy crack<br> In his laugh.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I know it is a sin<br> For me to sit and grin<br> At him here;<br>But the old three-cornered hat,<br>And the breeches, and all that,<br> Are so queer!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And if I should live to be<br> The last leaf upon the tree<br> In the spring,<br> Let them smile, as I do now,<br> At the old forsaken bough<br> Where I cling.</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>
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 As he passed by the door,
 And again
The pavement stones resound,
 As he totters o'er the ground
 With his cane.

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 Ere the pruning-knife of Time
 Cut him down,
 Not a better man was found
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