<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=348075" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Forecast</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What days await this woman, whose strange feet<br>Breathe spells, whose presence makes men dream like wine,<br>Tall, free and slender as the forest pine,<br>Whose form is moulded music, through whose sweet<br>Frank eyes I feel the very heart's least beat,<br>Keen, passionate, full of dreams and fire:<br>How in the end, and to what man's desire<br>Shall all this yield, whose lips shall these lips meet?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One thing I know: if he be great and pure,<br>This love, this fire, this beauty shall endure;<br>Triumph and hope shall lead him by the palm:<br>But if not this, some differing thing he be,<br>That dream shall break in terror; he shall see<br>The whirlwind ripen, where he sowed the calm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Archibald+Lampman">Archibald Lampman</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=348075" data-title="A Forecast de Archibald Lampman" data-description="What days await this woman, whose strange feet Breathe spells, whose presence makes men dream like wine, Tall, free and slender as the forest pine, Whose form is moulded music, through whose sweet Frank eyes I feel the very heart's least beat, Kee..."></div> </div> </div>

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