<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=369172" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Iseult Of Brittany</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">So delicate my hands, and long,<br> They might have been my pride.<br>And there were those to make them song<br> Who for their touch had died.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Too frail to cup a heart within,<br> Too soft to hold the free-<br>How long these lovely hands have been<br> A bitterness to me!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dorothy+Parker">Dorothy Parker</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=369172" data-title="Iseult Of Brittany de Dorothy Parker" data-description="So delicate my hands, and long, They might have been my pride. And there were those to make them song Who for their touch had died. Too frail to cup a heart within, Too soft to hold the free- How long these lovely hands have been A bitterness..."></div> </div> </div>

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