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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538767" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Willow-Tree (Another Version)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Long by the willow-trees<br>Vainly they sought her,<br>Wild rang the mother's screams<br>O'er the gray water:<br>'Where is my lovely one?<br>Where is my daughter?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Rouse thee, sir constable—<br>Rouse thee and look;<br>Fisherman, bring your net,<br>Boatman your hook.<br>Beat in the lily-beds,<br>Dive in the brook!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">III.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Vainly the constable<br>Shouted and called her;<br>Vainly the fisherman<br>Beat the green alder,<br>Vainly he flung the net,<br>Never it hauled her!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IV.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mother beside the fire<br>Sat, her nightcap in;<br>Father, in easy chair,<br>Gloomily napping,<br>When at the window-sill<br>Came a light tapping!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">V.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And a pale countenance<br>Looked through the casement.<br>Loud beat the mother's heart,<br>Sick with amazement,<br>And at the vision which<br>Came to surprise her,<br>Shrieked in an agony—<br>'Lor! it's Elizar!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VI</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, 'twas Elizabeth—<br>Yes, 'twas their girl;<br>Pale was her cheek, and her<br>Hair out of curl.<br>'Mother!' the loving one,<br>Blushing, exclaimed,<br>'Let not your innocent<br>Lizzy be blamed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VII.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Yesterday, going to aunt<br>Jones's to tea,<br>Mother, dear mother, I<br>FORGOT THE DOOR-KEY!<br>And as the night was cold,<br>And the way steep,<br>Mrs. Jones kept me to<br>Breakfast and sleep.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VIII.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whether her Pa and Ma<br>Fully believed her,<br>That we shall never know,<br>Stern they received her;<br>And for the work of that<br>Cruel, though short, night,<br>Sent her to bed without<br>Tea for a fortnight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IX.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">MORAL</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hey diddle diddlety,<br>Cat and the Fiddlety,<br>Maidens of England take caution by she!<br>Let love and suicide<br>Never tempt you aside,<br>And always remember to take the door-key.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Makepeace+Thackeray">William Makepeace Thackeray</a><div class=q>
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Long by the willow-trees
Vainly they sought her,
Wild rang the mother's screams
O'er the gray water:
'Where is my lovely one?
Where is my daughter?

II.

'Rouse thee, sir constable—
Rouse thee and look;
Fisherman, bring your net,
Boatman you..."></div>
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