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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=360642" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>One Of Time’s Riddles</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">IN her deep bosom the pride settled down—<br>That pride which is a brackish thing like salt; <br>And the life in her pulses seemed to halt. <br>About her temples for an iron crown <br>She set stern patience. She did never frown, <br>But her long gaze was gentle to a fault; <br>And, looking deep into her eyes, you had call'd <br>Their lustre nothing but a mild clear brown. <br>She lives and moves and is a mystery. <br>That which she hath been the thought cannot touch; <br>Only, beholding what she is, it hath <br>Glimpses of something she is yet to be; <br>And at the least it knows of her thus much:—<br>She bides her season with a solemn faith.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dante+Gabriel+Rossetti">Dante Gabriel Rossetti</a><div class=q>
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That pride which is a brackish thing like salt; 
And the life in her pulses seemed to halt. 
About her temples for an iron crown 
She set stern patience. She did never frown, 
But her long gaze was gentl..."></div>
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