<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=348706" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>White Heliotrope</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The feverish room and that white bed,<br>The tumbled skirts upon a chair,<br>The novel flung half-open where<br>Hat, hair-pins, puffs, and paints, are spread;<br> <br>The mirror that has sucked your face<br>Into its secret deep of deeps,<br>And there mysteriously keeps<br>Forgotten memories of grace;<br> <br>And you, half-dressed and half awake,<br>Your slant eyes strangely watching me,<br>And I, who watch you drowsily,<br>With eyes that, having slept not, ache;<br> <br>This (need one dread? nay, dare one hope?)<br>Will rise, a ghost of memory, if<br>Ever again my handkerchief<br>Is scented with White Heliotrope.</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=348706" data-title="White Heliotrope de Arthur Symons" data-description="The feverish room and that white bed, The tumbled skirts upon a chair, The novel flung half-open where Hat, hair-pins, puffs, and paints, are spread; The mirror that has sucked your face Into its secret deep of deeps, And there mysteriously keep..."></div> </div> </div>

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