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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=343200" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Lost Friend</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=343200" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The people take the thing of course,<br>They marvel not to see<br>This strange, unnatural divorce<br>Betwixt delight and me.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=343200" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>I know the face of sorrow, and I know<br>Her voice with all its varied cadences;<br>Which way she turns and treads; how at her ease<br>Things fit her dreary largess to bestow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=343200" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Where sorrow long abides, some be that grow<br>To hold her dear, but I am not of these;<br>Joy is my friend, not sorrow; by strange seas,<br>In some far land we wandered, long ago.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=343200" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">O faith, long tried, that knows no faltering!<br>O vanished treasure of her hands and face!--<br>Beloved--to whose memory I cling,<br>Unmoved within my heart she holds her place.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=343200" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And never shall I hail that other "friend,"<br>Who yet shall dog my footsteps to the end.</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=Amy+Levy">Amy Levy</a></strong></div>