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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=373691" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To M</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=373691" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">O! I care not that my earthly lot<br> Hath little of Earth in it,<br> That years of love have been forgot<br> In the fever of a minute:</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=373691" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> I heed not that the desolate<br> Are happier, sweet, than I,<br> But that you meddle with my fate<br> Who am a passer by.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=373691" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> It is not that my founts of bliss<br> Are gushing- strange! with tears-<br> Or that the thrill of a single kiss<br> Hath palsied many years-</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=373691" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> 'Tis not that the flowers of twenty springs<br> Which have wither'd as they rose<br> Lie dead on my heart-strings<br> With the weight of an age of snows.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=373691" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Not that the grass- O! may it thrive!<br> On my grave is growing or grown-<br> But that, while I am dead yet alive<br> I cannot be, lady, alone.</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=Edgar+Allan+Poe">Edgar Allan Poe</a></strong></div>

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