<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115917" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Paralysis</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">For moveless limbs no pity I crave,<br> That never were swift! Still all I prize,<br>Laughter and thought and friends, I have;<br> No fool to heave luxurious sighs<br>For the woods and hills that I never knew.<br>The more excellent way's yet mine! And you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Flower-laden come to the clean white cell,<br> And we talk as ever - am I not the same?<br>With our hearts we love, immutable,<br> You without pity, I without shame.<br>We talk as of old; as of old you go<br>Out under the sky, and laughing, I know,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Flit through the streets, your heart all me;<br> Till you gain the world beyond the town.<br>Then - I fade from your heart, quietly;<br> And your fleet steps quicken. The strong down<br>Smiles you welcome there; the woods that love you<br>Close lovely and conquering arms above you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O ever-moving, O lithe and free!<br> Fast in my linen prison I press<br>On impassable bars, or emptily<br> Laugh in my great loneliness.<br>And still in the white neat bed I strive<br>Most impotently against that gyve;<br>Being less now than a thought, even,<br>To you alone with your hills and heaven.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rupert+Brooke">Rupert Brooke</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115917" data-title="Paralysis de Rupert Brooke" data-description="For moveless limbs no pity I crave,/ That never were swift! Still all I prize,/Laughter and thought and friends, I have;/ No fool to heave luxurious sighs/For the woods and hills that I never knew./The more excellent way's yet mine! And you/Flower..."></div> </div> </div>

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