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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341915" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Match</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">If love were what the rose is, <br>And I were like the leaf, <br>Our lives would grow together <br>In sad or singing weather, <br>Blown fields or flowerful closes, <br>Green pasture or gray grief; <br>If love were what the rose is, <br>And I were like the leaf. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If I were what the words are, <br>And love were like the tune, <br>With double sound and single <br>Delight our lips would mingle, <br>With kisses glad as birds are <br>That get sweet rain at noon; <br>If I were what the words are, <br>And love were like the tune. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you were life, my darling, <br>And I your love were death, <br>We'd shine and snow together <br>Ere March made sweet the weather <br>With daffodil and starling <br>And hours of fruitful breath; <br>If you were life, my darling, <br>And I your love were death. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you were thrall to sorrow, <br>And I were page to joy, <br>We'd play for lives and seasons <br>With loving looks and treasons <br>And tears of night and morrow <br>And laughs of maid and boy; <br>If you were thrall to sorrow, <br>And I were page to joy. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you were April's lady, <br>And I were lord in May, <br>We'd throw with leaves for hours <br>And draw for days with flowers, <br>Till day like night were shady <br>And night were bright like day; <br>If you were April's lady, <br>And I were lord in May. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you were queen of pleasure, <br>And I were king of pain, <br>We'd hunt down love together, <br>Pluck out his flying-feather, <br>And teach his feet a measure, <br>And find his mouth a rein; <br>If you were queen of pleasure, <br>And I were king of pain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Algernon+Charles+Swinburne">Algernon Charles Swinburne</a><div class=q>
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And I were like the leaf, 
Our lives would grow together 
In sad or singing weather, 
Blown fields or flowerful closes, 
Green pasture or gray grief; 
If love were what the rose is, 
And I were like the leaf. 

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