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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529378" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dora</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">SHE knelt upon her brother's grave, <br> My little girl of six years old-- <br>He used to be so good and brave, <br> The sweetest lamb of all our fold; <br>He used to shout, he used to sing, <br>Of all our tribe the little king-- <br>And so unto the turf her ear she laid, <br>To hark if still in that dark place he play'd. <br> No sound! no sound! <br> Death's silence was profound; <br> And horror crept <br> Into her aching heart, and Dora wept. <br> If this is as it ought to be, <br> My God, I leave it unto Thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Edward+Brown">Thomas Edward Brown</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=529378" data-title="Dora de Thomas Edward Brown" data-description="SHE knelt upon her brother's grave, My little girl of six years old-- He used to be so good and brave, The sweetest lamb of all our fold; He used to shout, he used to sing, Of all our tribe the little king-..."></div> </div> </div>
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