<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=119292" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Betrothal</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Both your hands? . . . What mean they, dear?<br>I, unworthy,— dare I claim you?<br>Then, against the world, I hold you:<br>Mine—forever mine!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Men have waked from dreams of joy:<br>Teach me to believe this rapture!<br>Lift your eyes! O my beloved,<br>Let me read your heart!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is it true? . . . Ah, me! those eyes!<br>How divinely kind!—how tender!<br>Doubt itself could not distrust them,<br>Or resist their light!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dear, without you, I have been<br>Poorer than the humblest beggar<br>Who against your door at nightfall<br>Kneeling, asked for bread:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have gazed upon your face<br>And have felt such fear oppress me<br>That I trembled. From this moment,<br>Nothing fear I more!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For whatever perils come,<br>Nothing henceforth can divide us;<br>Neither follies nor ambitions—<br>Neither joys nor tears:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Never can you go so far<br>That my love shall fail to find you;<br>Seeking ever to deserve you,<br>Upward striving still;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And though seas should lie between,<br>I shall feel that you are near me:<br>In the twilight and night-season<br>I shall hear your voice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Florence+Earle+Coates">Florence Earle Coates</a> from <i>Mine and Thine</i><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=119292" data-title="Betrothal de Florence Earle Coates" data-description="Both your hands? . . . What mean they, dear?/I, unworthy,— dare I claim you?/Then, against the world, I hold you:/Mine—forever mine!/Men have waked from dreams of joy:/Teach me to believe this rapture!/Lift your eyes! O my beloved,/Let me read..."></div> </div> </div>

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