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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341995" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hermaphroditus</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I.<br>LIFT UP thy lips, turn round, look back for love,<br>Blind love that comes by night and casts out rest;<br>Of all things tired thy lips look weariest,<br>Save the long smile that they are wearied of.<br>Ah sweet, albeit no love be sweet enough,<br>Choose of two loves and cleave unto the best;<br>Two loves at either blossom of thy breast<br>Strive until one be under and one above.<br>Their breath is fire upon the amorous air,<br>Fire in thine eyes and where thy lips suspire:<br>And whosoever hath seen thee, being so fair,<br>Two things turn all his life and blood to fire;<br>A strong desire begot on great despair,<br>A great despair cast out by strong desire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II.<br>Where between sleep and life some brief space is,<br>With love like gold bound round about the head,<br>Sex to sweet sex with lips and limbs is wed,<br>Turning the fruitful feud of hers and his<br>To the waste wedlock of a sterile kiss;<br>Yet from them something like as fire is shed<br>That shall not be assuaged till death be dead,<br>Though neither life nor sleep can find out this.<br>Love made himself of flesh that perisheth<br>A pleasure-house for all the loves his kin;<br>But on the one side sat a man like death,<br>And on the other a woman sat like sin.<br>So with veiled eyes and sobs between his breath<br>Love turned himself and would not enter in.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">III.<br>Love, is it love or sleep or shadow or light<br>That lies between thine eyelids and thine eyes?<br>Like a flower laid upon a flower it lies,<br>Or like the night’s dew laid upon the night.<br>Love stands upon thy left hand and thy right,<br>Yet by no sunset and by no moonrise<br>Shall make thee man and ease a woman’s sighs,<br>Or make thee woman for a man’s delight.<br>To what strange end hath some strange god made fair<br>The double blossom of two fruitless flowers?<br>Hid love in all the folds of all thy hair,<br>Fed thee on summers, watered thee with showers,<br>Given all the gold that all the seasons wear<br>To thee that art a thing of barren hours?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IV.<br>Yea, love, I see; it is not love but fear.<br>Nay, sweet, it is not fear but love, I know;<br>Or wherefore should thy body’s blossom blow<br>So sweetly, or thine eyelids leave so clear<br>Thy gracious eyes that never made a tear—<br>Though for their love our tears like blood should flow,<br>Though love and life and death should come and go,<br>So dreadful, so desirable, so dear?<br>Yea, sweet, I know; I saw in what swift wise<br>Beneath the woman’s and the water’s kiss<br>Thy moist limbs melted into Salmacis,<br>And the large light turned tender in thine eyes,<br>And all thy boy’s breath softened into sighs;<br>But Love being blind, how should he know of this?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Au Musée du Louvre, Mars 1863.</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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LIFT UP thy lips, turn round, look back for love,
Blind love that comes by night and casts out rest;
Of all things tired thy lips look weariest,
Save the long smile that they are wearied of.
Ah sweet, albeit no love be sweet enough,
Choose of t..."></div>
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