<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357252" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Only a Matter of Time</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">DOWN-SLIPPING Time, sweet, swift, and shallow stream, <br>Here, like a boulder, lies this afternoon <br>Across your eager flow. So you shall stay, <br>Deepened and dammed, to let me breathe and be. <br>Your troubled fluency, your running gleam <br>Shall pause, and circle idly, still and clear: <br>The while I lie and search your glassy pool <br>Where, gently coiling in their lazy round, <br>Unseparable minutes drift and swim, <br>Eddy and rise and brim. And I will see <br>How many crystal bubbles of slack Time <br>The mind can hold and cherish in one Now!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now, for one concious vacancy of sense, <br>The stream is gathered in a depening pond, <br>Not a mere moving mirror. Through the sharp <br>Correct reflection of the standing scene <br>The mind can dip, and cleanse itself with rest, <br>And see, slow spinning in the lucid gold, <br>Your liquid notes, imperishable Time.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It cannot be. The runnel slips away: <br>The clear smooth downward sluice begins again, <br>More brightly slanting for that trembling pause, <br>Leaving the sense its conscious vague unease <br>As when a sonnet flashes on the mind, <br>Trembles and burns an instant, and is gone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Christopher+Morley">Christopher Morley</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=357252" data-title="Only a Matter of Time de Christopher Morley" data-description="DOWN-SLIPPING Time, sweet, swift, and shallow stream, Here, like a boulder, lies this afternoon Across your eager flow. So you shall stay, Deepened and dammed, to let me breathe and be. Your troubled fluency, your running gleam Shall pause, a..."></div> </div> </div>

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