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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>O Silver Rose</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">THE dark hour turns so slowly and so sweet,<br>The last still hour soft-fallen from the stars. <br>To-morrow I may kneel and touch thy feet, <br>O Rose of all Shiraz.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Lay wide thine amorous lattice to the south, <br>O Silver Rose, when roses breathe thy name, <br>And thou at dawn shalt feel upon thy mouth <br>The kiss I dared not claim. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Discrowned, dishonoured, reft of pride and power,<br>From the red battle where they hailed me lord,<br>O Silver Rose, O sweet Pomegranate Flower,<br>I turn me to their sword. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Life hath so held me to an empty part,<br>Life hath so snared me, bound and made me blind.<br>To-morrow I may rest upon thy heart,<br>For death shall prove more kind.</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=Marjorie+Lowry+Christie+Pickthall">Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall</a></strong></div>

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