<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344217" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ballade Of Blind Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who have loved and ceased to love, forget<br>That ever they loved in their lives, they say;<br>Only remember the fever and fret,<br>And the pain of Love, that was all his pay;<br>All the delight of him passes away<br>From hearts that hoped, and from lips that met -<br>Too late did I love you, my love, and yet<br>I shall never forget till my dying day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Too late were we 'ware of the secret net<br>That meshes the feet in the flowers that stray;<br>There were we taken and snared, Lisette,<br>In the dungeon of La Fausse Amistie;<br>Help was there none in the wide world's fray,<br>Joy was there none in the gift and the debt;<br>Too late we knew it, too long regret -<br>I shall never forget till my dying day!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We must live our lives, though the sun be set,<br>Must meet in the masque where parts we play,<br>Must cross in the maze of Life's minuet;<br>Our yea is yea, and our nay is nay:<br>But while snows of winter or flowers of May<br>Are the sad year's shroud or coronet,<br>In the season of rose or of violet,<br>I shall never forget till my dying day!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">ENVOY.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Queen, when the clay is my coverlet,<br>When I am dead, and when you are grey,<br>Vow, where the grass of the grave is wet,<br>'I shall never forget till my dying day!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Andrew+Lang">Andrew Lang</a><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=344217" data-title="Ballade Of Blind Love de Andrew Lang" data-description="Who have loved and ceased to love, forget That ever they loved in their lives, they say; Only remember the fever and fret, And the pain of Love, that was all his pay; All the delight of him passes away From hearts that hoped, and from lips that me..."></div> </div> </div>

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