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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=348471" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Just A Woman</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">YOU ask me why I love her; <br> Not a charm can you discover! <br> Would you see <br> The heart that a shut rose is, <br> And whose beauty ne'er uncloses <br> Save for me? <br> She is not rich or clever, <br> But her speeches thrill me ever, <br> And with bliss <br> My heart her whisper flutters, <br> Though the wisest word she utters <br> Is a kiss. <br> All evil things have shunned her, <br> And with a wide-eyed wonder <br> Is she tasked, <br> What lavish god has given <br> In her earth so much of heaven <br> All unasked? <br> She has no gifts or graces, <br> But the gladness in her face is <br> Sought of kings; <br> She cannot chant a measure, <br> But her heart with a grave pleasure <br> Ever sings. <br> <br> Her gown is of the whitest <br> But the hem is soiled the slightest: <br> Little worth, <br> She has no wings to fly with, <br> And she prefers to hie with <br> Me on earth. <br> There is no hint of heaven <br> Or glimpse of deep thought even <br> In her eyes; <br> She is warm and she is human, <br> Just a weak and wilful woman— <br> Not too wise. <br> Her thousand beauties singing, <br> I have not said how clinging <br> Are her arms; <br> But, not loved and not the lover <br> Dare you ever hope discover <br> Half her charms?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Arthur+Henry+Adams">Arthur Henry Adams</a><div class=q>
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 Not a charm can you discover! 
 Would you see 
 The heart that a shut rose is, 
 And whose beauty ne'er uncloses 
 Save for me? 
 She is not rich or clever, 
 But her speeches thrill me ever, 
 And with bliss 
 My hear..."></div>
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