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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538827" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Love's Gleaning Tide</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538827" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Draw not away thy hands, my love,<br>With wind alone the branches move,<br>And though the leaves be scant above<br>The Autumn shall not shame us.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538827" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Say; Let the world wax cold and drear,<br>What is the worst of all the year<br>But life, and what can hurt us, dear,<br>Or death, and who shall blame us?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538827" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ah, when the summer comes again<br>How shall we say, we sowed in vain?<br>The root was joy, the stem was pain<br>The ear a nameless blending.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538827" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The root is dead and gone, my love,<br>The stem's a rod our truth to prove;<br>The ear is stored for nought to move<br>Till heaven and earth have ending.</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=William+Morris">William Morris</a></strong></div>

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