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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360811" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Woodspurge</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360811" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The wind flapp'd loose, the wind was still,<br> Shaken out dead from tree and hill:<br> I had walk'd on at the wind's will,--<br> I sat now, for the wind was still.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360811" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Between my knees my forehead was,--<br> My lips, drawn in, said not Alas!<br> My hair was over in the grass,<br> My naked ears heard the day pass.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360811" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> My eyes, wide open, had the run<br> Of some ten weeds to fix upon;<br> Among those few, out of the sun,<br> The woodspurge flower'd, three cups in one.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360811" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> From perfect grief there need not be<br> Wisdom or even memory:<br> One thing then learnt remains to me,--<br> The woodspurge has a cup of three.</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=Dante+Gabriel+Rossetti">Dante Gabriel Rossetti</a></strong></div>

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