<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373468" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Violet Pressed in a Copy of Shakespeare</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here in the inmost of the master's heart<br>This violet crisp with early dew<br>Has come to leave her beauty and to part<br>With all her vivid hue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And while in hollow glades and dells of musk,<br>Her fellows will reflower in bands,<br>Clasping the deeps of shade and emerald dusk,<br>With sweet inviolate hands,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She will lie here, a ghost of their delight,<br>Their lucent stems all ashen gray,<br>Their purples fallen into pulvil white,<br>Dull as the bluebird's alula.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But her where human passions pulse in power,<br>She will transcend our Shakespeare's art,<br>From Desdemona to a smothered flower,<br>Will leap the tragic heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And memory will recall in keener mood <br>The precinct fair where passion grew,<br>The stars within the water in the wood,<br>The moonlit grove, the odorous dew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The voice that throbbed along the summer dark<br>Will float and pause and thrill,<br>In lonely cadence silvern as the lark,<br>To fail below the hill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The reader will grow weary of the play,<br>Finding his hearts half understood,<br>And with the young moon in the early dusk will stray <br>Beside the starry water in the wood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Duncan+Campbell+Scott">Duncan Campbell Scott</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=373468" data-title="The Violet Pressed in a Copy of Shakespeare de Duncan Campbell Scott" data-description="Here in the inmost of the master's heart This violet crisp with early dew Has come to leave her beauty and to part With all her vivid hue. And while in hollow glades and dells of musk, Her fellows will reflower in bands, Clasping the deeps of sha..."></div> </div> </div>

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