<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet XVII</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nor yet in vain. For to him through the rout<br>Behold, 'mid herald whispers of her name<br>And laughing eyes and welcome hands held out,<br>Natalia's self behind her husband came,<br>Her face arrayed in smiles, as who should say<br>She held a secret string of happiness<br>Joined to her heart grief could not take away.<br>And Adrian gazed at her in rapturous bliss,<br>Knowing his love had triumphed o'er the grave<br>And she at last was his, a heritage<br>For ever for his heart to hold and have,<br>In spite of change and death's untimely rage<br>And the long tempest of forgotten tears,<br>The pain, the anger and the grief of years.</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=536504" data-title="Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet XVII de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="Nor yet in vain. For to him through the rout Behold, 'mid herald whispers of her name And laughing eyes and welcome hands held out, Natalia's self behind her husband came, Her face arrayed in smiles, as who should say She held a secret string of h..."></div> </div> </div>

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