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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507747" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Relic Taken, What Avails The Shrine?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507747" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">THE relic taken, what avails the shrine?<br>The locket, pictureless? O heart of mine,<br>Art thou not worse than that,<br>Still warm, a vacant nest where love once sat?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507747" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Her image nestled closer at my heart<br>Than cherished memories, healed every smart<br>And warmed it more than wine<br>Or the full summer sun in noon-day shine.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507747" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">This was the little weather gleam that lit<br>The cloudy promontories - the real charm was<br>That gilded hills and woods<br>And walked beside me thro' the solitudes.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507747" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The sun is set. My heart is widowed now<br>Of that companion-thought. Alone I plough<br>The seas of life, and trace<br>A separate furrow far from her and grace.</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=Robert+Louis+Stevenson">Robert Louis Stevenson</a></strong></div>

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