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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369211" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Rainy Night</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369211" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ghosts of all my lovely sins,<br> Who attend too well my pillow,<br>Gay the wanton rain begins;<br> Hide the limp and tearful willow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369211" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Turn aside your eyes and ears,<br> Trail away your robes of sorrow,<br>You shall have my further years-<br> You shall walk with me tomorrow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369211" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I am sister to the rain;<br> Fey and sudden and unholy,<br>Petulant at the windowpane,<br> Quickly lost, remembered slowly.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369211" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I have lived with shades, a shade;<br> I am hung with graveyard flowers.<br>Let me be tonight arrayed<br> In the silver of the showers.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369211" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Every fragile thing shall rust;<br> When another April passes<br>I may be a furry dust,<br> Sifting through the brittle grasses.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369211" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">All sweet sins shall be forgot;<br> Who will live to tell their siring?<br>Hear me now, nor let me rot<br> Wistful still, and still aspiring.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369211" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ghosts of dear temptations, heed;<br> I am frail, be you forgiving.<br>See you not that I have need<br> To be living with the living?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369211" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Sail, tonight, the Styx's breast;<br> Glide among the dim processions<br>Of the exquisite unblest,<br> Spirits of my shared transgressions,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=369211" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Roam with young Persephone.<br> Plucking poppies for your slumber . . .<br>With the morrow, there shall be<br> One more wraith among your number.</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=Dorothy+Parker">Dorothy Parker</a></strong></div>

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