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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341701" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Maud: A Monodrama (Part II, excerpt)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> O that 'twere possible<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> After long grief and pain<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> To find the arms of my true love<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Round me once again!2.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> When I was wont to meet her<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> In the silent woody places<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> By the home that gave me birth,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> We stood tranced in long embraces<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Mixt with kisses sweeter sweeter<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Than anything on earth.2.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> A shadow flits before me,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Not thou, but like to thee:<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Ah Christ, that it were possible<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> For one short hour to see<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> The souls we loved, that they might tell us<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> What and where they be.2.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> It leads me forth at evening,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> It lightly winds and steals<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> In a cold white robe before me,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> When all my spirit reels<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> At the shouts, the leagues of lights,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> And the roaring of the wheels.2.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Half the night I waste in sighs,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Half in dreams I sorrow after<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> The delight of early skies;<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> In a wakeful doze I sorrow<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> For the hand, the lips, the eyes,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> For the meeting of the morrow,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> The delight of happy laughter,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> The delight of low replies.2.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> 'Tis a morning pure and sweet,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> And a dewy splendour falls<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> On the little flower that clings<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> To the turrets and the walls;<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> 'Tis a morning pure and sweet,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> And the light and shadow fleet;<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> She is walking in the meadow,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> And the woodland echo rings;<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> In a moment we shall meet;<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> She is singing in the meadow,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> And the rivulet at her feet<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Ripples on in light and shadow<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> To the ballad that she sings.2.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> So I hear her sing as of old,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> My bird with the shining head,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> My own dove with the tender eye?<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> But there rings on a sudden a passionate cry,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> There is some one dying or dead,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> And a sullen thunder is roll'd;<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> For a tumult shakes the city,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> And I wake, my dream is fled;<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> In the shuddering dawn, behold,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Without knowledge, without pity,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> By the curtains of my bed<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> That abiding phantom cold.2.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Get thee hence, nor come again,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Mix not memory with doubt,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Pass, thou deathlike type of pain,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Pass and cease to move about!<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> 'Tis the blot upon the brain<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> That will show itself without.2.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Then I rise, the eave-drops fall,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> And the yellow vapours choke<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> The great city sounding wide;<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> The day comes, a dull red ball<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Wrapt in drifts of lurid smoke<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> On the misty river-tide.2.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Thro' the hubbub of the market<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> I steal, a wasted frame;<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> It crosses here, it crosses there,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Thro' all that crowd confused and loud,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> The shadow still the same;<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> And on my heavy eyelids<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> My anguish hangs like shame.2.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Alas for her that met me,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> That heard me softly call,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Came glimmering thro' the laurels<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> At the quiet evenfall,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> In the garden by the turrets<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Of the old manorial hall.2.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Would the happy spirit descend<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> From the realms of light and song,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> In the chamber or the street,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> As she looks among the blest,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Should I fear to greet my friend<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Or to say &quot;Forgive the wrong,&quot;<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Or to ask her, &quot;Take me, sweet,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> To the regions of thy rest&quot;?2.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> But the broad light glares and beats,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> And the shadow flits and fleets<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> And will not let me be;<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> And I loathe the squares and streets,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> And the faces that one meets,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Hearts with no love for me:<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Always I long to creep<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> Into some still cavern deep,<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> There to weep, and weep, and weep<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> My whole soul out to thee....</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alfred+Lord+Tennyson">Alfred Lord Tennyson</a><div class=q>
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 O that 'twere possible
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 After long grief and pain
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 To find the arms of my true love
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 Round me once again!2.


 When I was wont to meet her
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 In the silent woody places
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 By the home that gave me birth,
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 We stood tranced ..."></div>
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