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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374156" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Ferry</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374156" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">DRAW close the curtains, and shut out <br>The spring's green glow and glitter; <br>The resurrection-life of spring <br>To me brings no fresh blossoming; <br>I'm wearied of the flowers about-- <br>The London sparrows' twitter. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374156" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>If I could dream--if I could see <br>Once more the slow smooth river, <br>The narrow path she used to tread, <br>The sunlight on her little head, <br>The white fire of the hawthorn tree-- <br>But I shall see them never. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374156" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Only the boat in dreams I steer <br>Among the tufted rushes, <br>I see her white gown through the grass, <br>That thrills with love to feel her pass; <br>Only in dreams again I hear <br>Those unforgotten thrushes. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374156" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Sometimes in dreams I see her stand, <br>Her hand held out, and making <br>The sweet unreal so vivid seem, <br>I only know it is a dream <br>When I reach out to take her hand, <br>And find no hand for taking. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374156" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>So once she stood; and I--too weak <br>To dare to say, 'I love her'-- <br>I dropped her hand, and took the oar <br>And rowed her to the farther shore; <br>I had my chance, and did not speak, <br>And chances now are over. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=374156" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>How dark the room has grown!--yet no, <br>The sky is blue above me; <br>This is the boat--the hawthorn tree <br>Is showering blossoms down on me; <br>And she is here as long ago, <br>And she has learned to love me!</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=Edith+Nesbit">Edith Nesbit</a></strong></div>

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