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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355137" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Priest's Heart</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was Sir John, the fair young Priest,<br>He strode up off the strand;<br>But seven fisher maidens he left behind<br>All dancing hand in hand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He came unto the wise wife's house:<br>'Now, Mother, to prove your art;<br>To charm May Carleton's merry blue eyes<br>Out of a young man's heart.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'My son, you went for a holy man,<br>Whose heart was set on high;<br>Go sing in your psalter, and read in your books;<br>Man's love fleets lightly by.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I had liever to talk with May Carleton,<br>Than with all the saints in Heaven;<br>I had liever to sit by May Carleton<br>Than climb the spheres seven.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I have watched and fasted, early and late,<br>I have prayed to all above;<br>But I find no cure save churchyard mould<br>For the pain which men call love.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Now Heaven forefend that ill grow worse:<br>Enough that ill be ill.<br>I know of a spell to draw May Carleton,<br>And bend her to your will.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'If thou didst that which thou canst not do,<br>Wise woman though thou be,<br>I would run and run till I buried myself<br>In the surge of yonder sea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Scathless for me are maid and wife,<br>And scathless shall they bide.<br>Yet charm me May Carleton's eyes from the heart<br>That aches in my left side.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She charmed him with the white witchcraft,<br>She charmed him with the black,<br>But he turned his fair young face to the wall,<br>Till she heard his heart-strings crack.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>1870</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charles+Kingsley">Charles Kingsley</a><div class=q>
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He strode up off the strand;
But seven fisher maidens he left behind
All dancing hand in hand.

He came unto the wise wife's house:
'Now, Mother, to prove your art;
To charm May Carleton's merry blue eyes
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