<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536302" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Glory Gone</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What is my thought of you, beloved one,<br>Now you have passed from me and gone your ways?<br>Glory is gone with you from stars and sun,<br>And all wise meaning from the nights and days.<br>There is no colour, no delight, no praise<br>In the deep forest, where your dear eyes shone,<br>Nor any dryad face with cheeks ablaze<br>To paint the glades grown sere as Avalon.<br>--What is my thought of you? No thought have I<br>But just to weep the pity of lost things,<br>Grieve with the wind, and rain tears with the rain.<br>The sun may smile, who knows, in a blue sky,<br>To--morrow? But to--day Hope's passionate wings<br>Are folded and Love waits on only Pain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Wilfrid+Scawen+Blunt">Wilfrid Scawen Blunt</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=536302" data-title="A Glory Gone de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="What is my thought of you, beloved one, Now you have passed from me and gone your ways? Glory is gone with you from stars and sun, And all wise meaning from the nights and days. There is no colour, no delight, no praise In the deep forest, where y..."></div> </div> </div>

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