<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=348625" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Emmy</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Emmy's exquisite youth and her virginal air, <br>Eyes and teeth in the flash of a musical smile, <br>Come to me out of the past, and I see her there <br>As I saw her once for a while. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Emmy's laughter rings in my ears, as bright, <br>Fresh and sweet as the voice of a mountain brook, <br>And still I hear her telling us tales that night, <br>Out of Boccaccio's book. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There, in the midst of the villainous dancing-hall, <br>Leaning across the table, over the beer, <br>While the music maddened the whirling skirts of the ball, <br>As the midnight hour drew near, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There with the women, haggard, painted and old, <br>One fresh bud in a garland withered and stale, <br>She, with her innocent voice and her clear eyes, told <br>Tale after shameless tale. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And ever the witching smile, to her face beguiled, <br>Paused and broadened, and broke in a ripple of fun, <br>And the soul of a child looked out of the eyes of a child, <br>Or ever the tale was done. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">O my child, who wronged you first, and began <br>First the dance of death that you dance so well? <br>Soul for soul: and I think the soul of a man <br>Shall answer for yours in hell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Arthur+Symons">Arthur Symons</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=348625" data-title="Emmy de Arthur Symons" data-description="Emmy's exquisite youth and her virginal air, Eyes and teeth in the flash of a musical smile, Come to me out of the past, and I see her there As I saw her once for a while. Emmy's laughter rings in my ears, as bright, Fresh and sweet as the v..."></div> </div> </div>

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