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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=428665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Recompense: (For Lord Kilhacken)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=428665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">That which I saved I lost<br>And that I lost I found,<br>And you are mine, oh tender little ghost,<br>Whose grave is holy ground.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=428665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">That which I kept is flown,<br>So fast the children grow,<br>The only child I keep to be my own<br>I lost long years ago.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=428665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The little ones that stayed<br>Slip from me while I cry:<br>Oh, not so fast, so fast, you golden-head.<br>Swift as the wind they fly.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=428665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Not two days are the same.<br>To-morrow will not see<br>To-day's young children, crested like a flame,<br>Gathered about my knee.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=428665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">One day a day will dawn<br>Will see me dispossessed --<br>An empty nest whence singing-birds have flown.<br>Who shall refill the nest?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=428665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The years run out like sand<br>To strip me of my pride;<br>Then in my hand will steal a clinging hand.<br>I keep the child who died.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=428665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">God gives and does not lend<br>This one lamb of the fold;<br>And he will need his mother to the end<br>And never will grow old.</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=Katharine+Tynan">Katharine Tynan</a></strong></div>

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