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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115188" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Ideal found</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've met thee, whom I dared not hope to meet,<br>  Save in the enchanted land of my day-dreams:<br> Yes, in this common world, this waking state,<br>  Thy living presence on my vision beams --<br> Life's dream embodied in reality,<br> And in thine eyes I read indifference to me!<br> <br> Yes, in those star-like eyes I read my fate,<br>  My horoscope is written in their gaze;<br> My "house of life," henceforth is desolate:<br>  But the dark aspect my firm heart surveys,<br> Nor faints, nor falters even for thy sake:<br> 'Tis calm, and nerved, and strong: no, no, it shall not break!<br> <br> For I am of that mood that will defy --<br>  That does not cower before the gathering storm;<br> That face to face will meet its destiny,<br>  And undismayed confront its darkest form.<br> Wild energies awaken in this strife,<br> This conflict of the soul with the grim phantom Life.<br> <br> But ah! if thou hadst loved me -- had I been<br>  All to thy dreams that to mine own thou art --<br> Had those dark eyes beamed eloquent on mine,<br>  Pressed for one moment to that noble heart,<br> In the full consciousness of faith unspoken,<br> Life could have given no more -- then had my proud heart broken!<br> <br> The Alpine glacier from its height may mock<br>  The clouds and lightnings of the winter sky,<br> And from the tempest and the thunder's shock,<br>  Gather new strength to lift its summit high;<br> But kissed by sunbeams of the summer day,<br> It bows its icy crest and weeps itself away.<br> <br> Thou know'st the fable of the Grecian mind,<br>  Wooed by the veiled immortal from the skies, --<br> How, in his full perfection, once she prayed,<br>  That he would stand before her longing eyes;<br> And how that brightness, too intense to bless,<br> Consumed her o'erwrought heart with its divine excess.<br> <br> To me there is a meaning in the tale.<br>  I have not prayed to meet thee: I can brook<br> That thou should'st wear to me that icy veil;<br>  I can give back thy cold and careless look:<br> Yet, shrined within my heart, still thou shalt seem,<br> What there thou ever wert, a beautiful, bright dream!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Lynch+Botta">Anne Lynch Botta</a> from <i>Poems</i><div class=q>
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