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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=342120" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>After a Quarrel</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=342120" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">WE have quarreled; ugly things have been said, <br>Bitter things, in a tone controlled, well-bred, <br>Temperate; we weighed our words, lest the lust<br>Of cruelty lose the edge of being just.<br>We have quarreled over a trifle, one of those trifles<br>That strike their roots to the very heart of each,<br>To the cold and earthy places where even love stifles, <br>And kindness and friendly habit cannot reach ;<br>Those unexplored vaults of the spirit, black, unknown, <br>Where each is a king, but a king ashamed, alone,<br>Afraid of the world, afraid of friend and foe.<br>Oh, human creatures must quarrel, my dear, I know;<br>But if we must, let's quarrel for something great,<br>For something final and dangerous - mastery; hate,<br>Freedom, or jealousy, virtue, death, or life:<br>For then two loves leap up on the wings of strife<br>Into the sun and air of their own souls' sight,<br>Locked together, joined, putting forth all their might<br>That love may survive or fail, or perish or win,<br>But perish not for a trifle. That is sin.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Alice+Duer+Miller">Alice Duer Miller</a></strong></div>

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