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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508371" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hate</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508371" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I had a bitter enemy,<br>His heart to hate he gave,<br>And when I died he swore that he<br>Would dance upon my grave;<br>That he would leap and laugh because<br>A livid corpse was I,<br>And that's the reason why I was<br>In no great haste to die. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508371" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And then - such is the quirk of fate,<br>One day with joy I read,<br>Despite his vitalizing hate<br>My enemy was dead.<br>Maybe the poison in his heart<br>Had helped to haste his doom:<br>He was not spared till I depart<br>To spit upon my tomb. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508371" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The other day I chanced to go<br>To where he lies alone.<br>'Tis easy to forgive a foe<br>When he is dead and gone. . . .<br>Poor devil! Now his day is done,<br>(Though bright it was and brave,)<br>Yet I am happy there is none<br>To dance upon my grave.</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+William+Service">Robert William Service</a></strong></div>

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