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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=507012" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Stanzas For Music</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I loved a little maiden<br>In the golden years gone by;<br>She lived in a mill, as they all do<br>(There is doubtless a reason why).<br>But she faded in the autumn<br>When the leaves began to fade,<br>And the night before she faded,<br>These words to me she said:<br>'Do not forget me, Henry,<br>Be noble and brave and true;<br>But I must not bide, for the world is wide,<br>And the sky above is blue.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So I said farewell to my darling,<br>And sailed away and came back;<br>And the good ship Jane was in port again,<br>And I found that they all loved Jack.<br>But Polly and I were sweethearts,<br>As all the neighbours know,<br>Before I met with the mill-girl<br>Twenty years ago.<br>So I thought I would go and see her,<br>But alas, she had faded too!<br>She could not bide, for the world was wide,<br>And the sky above was blue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now I can only remember<br>The maid—the maid of the mill,<br>And Polly, and one or two others<br>In the churchyard over the hill.<br>And I sadly ask the question,<br>As I weep in the yew-tree's shade<br>With my elbow on one of their tombstones,<br>'Ah, why did they all of them fade?'<br>And the answer I half expected<br>Comes from the solemn yew,<br>'They could none of them bide, for the world was wide,<br>And the sky above was blue.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Fuller+Murray">Robert Fuller Murray</a><div class=q>
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In the golden years gone by;
She lived in a mill, as they all do
(There is doubtless a reason why).
But she faded in the autumn
When the leaves began to fade,
And the night before she faded,
These words to me she said:
'Do ..."></div>
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