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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=356010" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Death’s Chill Between</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=356010" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Chide not; let me breathe a little,<br>For I shall not mourn him long;<br>Though the life-cord was so brittle,<br>The love-cord was very strong.<br>I would wake a little space<br>Till I find a sleeping-place.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=356010" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">You can go,—I shall not weep;<br>You can go unto your rest.<br>My heart-ache is all too deep,<br>And too sore my throbbing breast. <br>Can sobs be, or angry tears,<br>Where are neither hopes nor fears?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=356010" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Though with you I am alone<br>And must be so everywhere,<br>I will make no useless moan,—<br>None shall say 'She could not bear:'<br>While life lasts I will be strong,—<br>But I shall not struggle long.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=356010" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Listen, listen! Everywhere<br>A low voice is calling me, <br>And a step is on the stair,<br>And one comes ye do not see,<br>Listen, listen! Evermore<br>A dim hand knocks at the door.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=356010" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Hear me; he is come again,—<br>My own dearest is come back.<br>Bring him in from the cold rain;<br>Bring wine, and let nothing lack.<br>Thou and I will rest together,<br>Love, until the sunny weather. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=356010" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I will shelter thee from harm,—<br>Hide thee from all heaviness.<br>Come to me, and keep thee warm<br>By my side in quietness.<br>I will lull thee to thy sleep<br>With sweet songs:—we will not weep.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=356010" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Who hath talked of weeping?—Yet<br>There is something at my heart,<br>Gnawing, I would fain forget,<br>And an aching and a smart. <br>—Ah! my mother, 'tis in vain,<br>For he is not come again.</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=Christina+Georgina+Rossetti">Christina Georgina Rossetti</a></strong></div>

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