<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=125159" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Flesh, I have knocked at many a dusty door,<br>Gone down full many a midnight lane,<br>Probed in old walls and felt along the floor,<br>Pressed in blind hope the lighted window-pane,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But useless all, though sometimes when the moon<br>Was full in heaven and the sea was full,<br>Along my body's alleys came a tune<br>Played in the tavern by the Beautiful.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then for an instant I have felt at point<br>To find and seize her, whosoe'er she be,<br>Whether some saint whose glory doth anoint<br>Those whom she loves, or but a part of me,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or something that the things not understood<br>Make for their uses out of flesh and blood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Masefield">John Masefield</a> from <i>Sonnets</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=125159" data-title="Sonnet de John Masefield" data-description="Flesh, I have knocked at many a dusty door,/Gone down full many a midnight lane,/Probed in old walls and felt along the floor,/Pressed in blind hope the lighted window-pane,/But useless all, though sometimes when the moon/Was full in heaven and th..."></div> </div> </div>

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