<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529120" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Mood</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A blight, a gloom, I know not what, has crept upon my gladness-- <br>Some vague, remote ancestral touch of sorrow, or of madness; <br>A fear that is not fear, a pain that has not pain's insistence; <br>A sense of longing, or of loss, in some foregone exsistence; <br>A subtle hurt that never pen has writ nor tongue has spoken-- <br>Such hurt perchance as Nature feels wen a blossomed bough is broken.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Bailey+Aldrich">Thomas Bailey Aldrich</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=529120" data-title="A Mood de Thomas Bailey Aldrich" data-description="A blight, a gloom, I know not what, has crept upon my gladness-- Some vague, remote ancestral touch of sorrow, or of madness; A fear that is not fear, a pain that has not pain's insistence; A sense of longing, or of loss, in some foregone exsis..."></div> </div> </div>

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