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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=116132" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cristina</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She should never have looked at me<br> If she meant I should not love her!<br>There are plenty...men, you call such,<br> I suppose...she may discover<br>All her soul to, if she pleases,<br> And yet leave much as she found them:<br>But I'm not so, and she knew it<br> When she fixed me, glancing round them.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> II</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What? To fix me thus meant nothing?<br> But I can't tell (there's my weakness) <br>What her look said!—no vile cant, sure,<br> About "need to strew the bleakness<br>Of some lone shore with its pearl-seed<br> That the sea feels"—no "strange yearning<br>That such souls have, most to lavish<br> When there's chance of least returning."</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> III</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, we're sunk enough here, God knows!<br> But not quite so sunk that moments,<br>Sure tho' seldom, are denied us,<br> When the spirit's true endowments <br>Stand out plainly from its false ones,<br> And apprise it if pursuing<br>Or the right way or the wrong way,<br> To its triumph or undoing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> IV</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are flashes struck from midnights,<br> There are fire-flames noondays kindle,<br>Whereby piled-up honors perish,<br> Whereby swollen ambitions dwindle,<br>While just this or that poor impulse,<br> Which for once had played unstifled, <br>Seems the sole work of a life-time<br> That away the rest have trifled.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> V</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Doubt you if, in some such moment,<br> As she fixed me, she felt clearly,<br>Ages past the soul existed,<br> Here an age 'tis resting merely,<br>And hence fleets again for ages,<br> While this true end, sole and single,<br>It stops here for is, this love-way,<br> With some other soul to mingle? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> VI</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Else it loses what it lived for,<br> And eternally must lose it;<br>Better ends may be in prospect,<br> Deeper blisses (if you choose it),<br>But this life's end and this love-bliss<br> Have been lost here. Doubt you whether<br>This she felt as, looking at me,<br> Mine and her souls rushed together?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> VII</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, observe! Of course, next moment,<br> The world's honors, in derision, <br>Trampled out the light forever:<br> Never fear but there's provision<br>Of the devil's to quench knowledge<br> Lest we walk the earth in rapture!<br>—Making those who catch God's secret<br> Just so much more prize their capture!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> VIII</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Such am I: the secret's mine now!<br> She has lost me, I have gained her;<br>Her soul's mine: and thus, grown perfect,<br> I shall pass my life's remainder. <br>Life will just hold out the proving<br> Both our powers, alone and blended:<br>And then, come next life quickly!<br> This world's use will have been ended.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Browning">Robert Browning</a> from <i>Cavalier Tunes</i><div class=q>
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