<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529180" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Quatrains</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">MASKS</div><div style="margin:10px 0">BLACK Tragedy lets slip her grim disguise<br>And shows you laughing lips and roguish eyes;<br>But when, unmasked, gay Comedy appears,<br>How wan her cheeks are, and what heavy tears!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">MEMORIES</div><div style="margin:10px 0">TWO things there are with Memory will abide,<br>Whatever else befall, while life flows by:<br>That soft cold hand-touch at the altar side;<br>The thrill that shook you at your child’s first cry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CIRCUMSTANCE</div><div style="margin:10px 0">LINKED to a clod, harassed, and sad<br>With sordid cares, she knew not life was sweet<br>Who should have moved in marble halls, and had<br>Kings and crown-princes at her feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">ON READING ——</div><div style="margin:10px 0">GREAT thoughts in crude, unshapely verse set forth<br>Lose half their preciousness, and ever must.<br>Unless the diamond with its own rich dust<br>Be cut and polished, it seems little worth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">QUITS</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IF my best wines mislike thy taste,<br>And my best service win thy frown,<br>Then tarry not, I bid thee haste;<br>There ’s many another Inn in town.</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=529180" data-title="Quatrains de Thomas Bailey Aldrich" data-description="MASKS BLACK Tragedy lets slip her grim disguise And shows you laughing lips and roguish eyes; But when, unmasked, gay Comedy appears, How wan her cheeks are, and what heavy tears! MEMORIES TWO things there are with Memory will abide, Whatever e..."></div> </div> </div>

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