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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344330" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Daphnis And Chloe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Daphnis must from Chloe part:<br>Now is come the dismal Hour<br>That must all his Hopes devour,<br>All his Labour, all his Art.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nature, her own Sexes foe,<br>Long had taught her to be coy:<br>But she neither knew t' enjoy,<br>Nor yet let her Lover go.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, with this sad News surpriz'd,<br>Soon she let that Niceness fall;<br>And would gladly yield to all,<br>So it had his stay compriz'd.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nature so her self does use<br>To lay by her wonted State,<br>Left the World should separate;<br>Sudden Parting closer glews.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He, well read in all the wayes<br>By which men their Siege maintain,<br>Knew not that the Fort to gain<br>Better 'twas the siege to raise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But he came so full possest<br>With the Grief of Parting thence,<br>That he had not so much Sence<br>As to see he might be blest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Till Love in her Language breath'd<br>Words she never spake before;<br>But then Legacies no more<br>To a dying Man bequeath'd.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For, Alas, the time was spent,<br>Now the latest minut's run<br>When poor Daphnis is undone,<br>Between Joy and Sorrow rent.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At that Why, that Stay my Dear,<br>His disorder'd Locks he tare;<br>And with rouling Eyes did glare,<br>And his cruel Fate forswear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As the Soul of one scarce dead,<br>With the shrieks of Friends aghast,<br>Looks distracted back in hast,<br>And then streight again is fled.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So did wretched Daphnis look,<br>Frighting her he loved most.<br>At the last, this Lovers Ghost<br>Thus his Leave resolved took.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Are my Hell and Heaven Joyn'd<br>More to torture him that dies?<br>Could departure not suffice,<br>But that you must then grow kind?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah my Chloe how have I<br>Such a wretched minute found,<br>When thy Favours should me wound<br>More than all thy Cruelty?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So to the condemned Wight<br>The delicious Cup we fill;<br>And allow him all he will,<br>For his last and short Delight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I will not now begin<br>Such a Debt unto my Foe;<br>Nor to my Departure owe<br>What my Presence could not win.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Absence is too much alone:<br>Better 'tis to go in peace,<br>Than my Losses to increase<br>By a late Fruition.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why should I enrich my Fate?<br>'Tis a Vanity to wear,<br>For my Executioner,<br>Jewels of so high a rate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rather I away will pine<br>In a manly stubborness<br>Than be fatted up express<br>For the Canibal to dine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whilst this grief does thee disarm,<br>All th' Enjoyment of our Love<br>But the ravishment would prove<br>Of a Body dead while warm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I parting should appear<br>Like the Gourmand Hebrew dead,<br>While he Quailes and Manna fed,<br>And does through the Desert err.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or the Witch that midnight wakes<br>For the Fern, whose magick Weed<br>In one minute casts the Seed.<br>And invisible him makes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gentler times for Love are ment:<br>Who for parting pleasure strain<br>Gather Roses in the rain,<br>Wet themselves and spoil their Sent.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Farewel therefore all the fruit<br>Which I could from Love receive:<br>Joy will not with Sorrow weave,<br>Nor will I this Grief pollute.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fate I come, as dark, as sad,<br>As thy Malice could desire;<br>Yet bring with me all the Fire<br>That Love in his Torches had.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At these words away he broke;<br>As who long has praying ly'n,<br>To his Heads-man makes the Sign,<br>And receives the parting stroke.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But hence Virgins all beware.<br>Last night he with Phlogis slept;<br>This night for Dorinda kept;<br>And but rid to take the Air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet he does himself excuse;<br>Nor indeed without a Cause.<br>For, according to the Lawes,<br>Why did Chloe once refuse?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Andrew+Marvell">Andrew Marvell</a><div class=q>
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Now is come the dismal Hour
That must all his Hopes devour,
All his Labour, all his Art.

Nature, her own Sexes foe,
Long had taught her to be coy:
But she neither knew t' enjoy,
Nor yet let her Lover go.

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