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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=348700" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To One in Allienation</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I<br>Last night I saw you decked to meet<br>The coming of those most reluctant feet:<br>The little bonnet that you wear<br>When you would fain, for his sake, be more fair;<br>The primrose ribbons that so grace<br>The perfect pallor of your face;<br>The dark gown folded back about the throat,<br>And folds of lacework that denote<br>All that beneath them, just beneath them, lies:<br>God, for his eyes!<br> <br>So the man came and took you; and we lay<br>So near and yet so far away,<br>You in his arms, awake for joy, and I<br>Awake for very misery,<br>Cursing a sleepless brain that would but scrawl<br>Your image on the aching wall,<br>That would but pang me with the sense<br>Of that most sweet accursed violence<br>Of lovers' hands that weary to caress<br>(Those hands!) your unforbidden loveliness.<br> <br>And with the dawn that vision came again<br>To an unrested and recurrent brain:<br>To think your body, warm and white,<br>Lay in his arms all night;<br>That it was given him to surprise,<br>With those unhallowed eyes,<br>The secrets of your beauty, hid from me,<br>That I may never (may I never?) see:<br>I who adore you, he who finds in you<br>(Poor child!) a half-forgotten point of view.<br>II<br>As I lay on the stranger's bed,<br>And clasped the stranger-woman I had hired,<br>Desiring only memory dead<br>Of all that I had once desired;<br> <br>It was then that I wholly knew<br>How dearly I had loved you, my lost friend;<br>While I am I, and you are you,<br>How I must love you to the end.<br> <br>For I lay in her arms awake,<br>Awake and cursing the indifferent night,<br>That ebbed so slowly, for your sake,<br>My heart's desire, my soul's delight;<br> <br>For I lay in her arms awake,<br>Awake in such a solitude of shame,<br>That when I kissed her, for your sake,<br>My lips were sobbing on your name.</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>
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Last night I saw you decked to meet
The coming of those most reluctant feet:
The little bonnet that you wear
When you would fain, for his sake, be more fair;
The primrose ribbons that so grace
The perfect pallor of your face;
The dark gown folde..."></div>
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