<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=360812" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The World’s Doing</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">ONE scarce would think that we can be the same<br>Who used, in those first childish Junes, to creep<br>With held breath through the underwood, and leap<br>Outside into the sun. Since this mine aim<br>Took me unto itself, the joy which came<br>Into my eyes at once sits hushed and deep;<br>Nor even the sorrow moans, but falls asleep<br>And has ill dreams. For you—your very name<br>Seems altered in mine ears, and cannot send<br>Heat through my heart, as in those days afar<br>Wherein we lived indeed with the real life.<br>Yet why should we feel shame, my dear sweet friend?<br>Are they most honoured who without a scar<br>Pace forth, all trim and fresh, from the splashed strife?</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=360812" data-title="The World’s Doing de Dante Gabriel Rossetti" data-description="ONE scarce would think that we can be the same Who used, in those first childish Junes, to creep With held breath through the underwood, and leap Outside into the sun. Since this mine aim Took me unto itself, the joy which came Into my eyes at onc..."></div> </div> </div>

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