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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535357" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Keys of Morning</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">While at her bedroom window once,<br>Learning her task for school,<br>Little Louisa lonely sat<br>In the morning clear and cool,<br>She slanted her small bead-brown eyes<br>Across the empty street,<br>And saw Death softly watching her<br>In the sunshine pale and sweet. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">His was a long lean sallow face;<br>He sat with half-shut eyes,<br>Like a old sailor in a ship<br>Becalmed 'neath tropic skies.<br>Beside him in the dust he had set<br>His staff and shady hat;<br>These, peeping small, Louisa saw<br>Quite clearly where she sat -<br>The thinness of his coal-black locks,<br>His hands so long and lean<br>They scarcely seemed to grasp at all<br>The keys that hung between:<br>Both were of gold, but one was small,<br>And with this last did he<br>Wag in the air, as if to say,<br>&quot;Come hither, child, to me!&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Louisa laid her lesson book<br>On the cold window-sill;<br>And in the sleepy sunshine house<br>Went softly down, until<br>She stood in the half-opened door,<br>And peeped. But strange to say<br>Where Death just now had sunning sat<br>Only a shadow lay:<br>Just the tall chimney's round-topped cowl,<br>And the small sun behind,<br>Had with its shadow in the dust<br>Called sleepy Death to mind.<br>But most she thought how strange it was<br>Two keys that he should bear,<br>And that, when beckoning, he should wag<br>The littlest in the air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Walter+de+la+Mare">Walter de la Mare</a><div class=q>
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Learning her task for school,
Little Louisa lonely sat
In the morning clear and cool,
She slanted her small bead-brown eyes
Across the empty street,
And saw Death softly watching her
In the sunshine pale and sweet..."></div>
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