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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529718" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Lizbie Browne</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dear Lizbie Browne, <br>Where are you now? <br>In sun, in rain? - <br>Or is your brow <br>Past joy, past pain, <br>Dear Lizbie Browne? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">II </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sweet Lizbie Browne <br>How you could smile, <br>How you could sing! - <br>How archly wile <br>In glance-giving, <br>Sweet Lizbie Browne! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">III </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And, Lizbie Browne, <br>Who else had hair <br>Bay-red as yours, <br>Or flesh so fair <br>Bred out of doors, <br>Sweet Lizbie Browne? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">IV </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When, Lizbie Browne, <br>You had just begun <br>To be endeared <br>By stealth to one, <br>You disappeared <br>My Lizbie Browne! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">V </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ay, Lizbie Browne, <br>So swift your life, <br>And mine so slow, <br>You were a wife <br>Ere I could show <br>Love, Lizbie Browne. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">VI </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still, Lizbie Browne, <br>You won, they said, <br>The best of men <br>When you were wed . . . <br>Where went you then, <br>O Lizbie Browne? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">VII </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dear Lizbie Browne, <br>I should have thought, <br>&quot;Girls ripen fast,&quot; <br>And coaxed and caught <br>You ere you passed, <br>Dear Lizbie Browne! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">VIII </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, Lizbie Browne, <br>I let you slip; <br>Shaped not a sign; <br>Touched never your lip <br>With lip of mine, <br>Lost Lizbie Browne! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">IX </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So, Lizbie Browne, <br>When on a day <br>Men speak of me <br>As not, you'll say, <br>&quot;And who was he?&quot; - <br>Yes, Lizbie Browne!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Hardy">Thomas Hardy</a><div class=q>
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Dear Lizbie Browne, 
Where are you now? 
In sun, in rain? - 
Or is your brow 
Past joy, past pain, 
Dear Lizbie Browne? 

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Sweet Lizbie Browne 
How you could smile, 
How you could sing! - 
How archly wile 
In glance-giving, 
Sweet Lizbie B..."></div>
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