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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=350002" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Yu-Pe-Ya’s Dirge For Tse-Ky</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=350002" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">DEAD, my beloved! This small purple weed<br>That grows upon thy grave shall have its time<br>To ripen and to wane, to bloom and seed;<br>But thou, strong doer, mightst not wait thy deed,<br>But thou, oh noblest, mightst not wait thy meed:<br>Dead in thy prime!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=350002" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Gone, my beloved! I that held thine hand<br>Left sudden in a joyless waste alone!<br>I tossing on life's sea, and thou to stand<br>Hidden in the shadows of the silent strand.<br>Thou seeing me from where I may not land!<br>Gone from me, gone!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=350002" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Sleep well: but what for me who still must wake?<br>Dream joys: but what for me who can but weep?<br>Oh darkened days where never dawn shall break!<br>Oh weary troth-plight I with sorrow make!<br>But thou, rest peaceful; care not for my sake.<br>Dear, sleep thy sleep.</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=Augusta+Davies+Webster">Augusta Davies Webster</a></strong></div>

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