<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=360749" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet XXXVII: The Love-Moon</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'When that dead face, bowered in the furthest years,<br>Which once was all the life years held for thee,<br>Can now scarce bid the tides of memory<br>Cast on thy soul a little spray of tears,—<br>How canst thou gaze into these eyes of hers<br>Whom now thy heart delights in, and not see<br>Within each orb Love's philtred euphrasy<br>Make them of buried troth remembrancers?”<br>“Nay, pitiful Love, nay, loving Pity! Well<br>Thou knowest that in these twain I have confess'd<br>Two very voices of thy summoning bell.<br>Nay, Master, shall not Death make manifest<br>In these the culminant changes which approve<br>The love-moon that must light my soul to Love?”</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> <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=360749" data-title="Sonnet XXXVII: The Love-Moon de Dante Gabriel Rossetti" data-description="'When that dead face, bowered in the furthest years, Which once was all the life years held for thee, Can now scarce bid the tides of memory Cast on thy soul a little spray of tears,— How canst thou gaze into these eyes of hers Whom now thy hear..."></div> </div> </div>

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