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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373657" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In Youth I have Known One</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">How often we forget all time, when lone <br>Admiring Nature's universal throne; <br>Her woods - her winds - her mountains - the intense <br>Reply of Hers to Our intelligence! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In youth I have known one with whom the Earth <br> In secret communing held - as he with it, <br>In daylight, and in beauty, from his birth: <br> Whose fervid, flickering torch of life was lit <br>From the sun and stars, whence he had drawn forth <br> A passionate light - such for his spirit was fit - <br>And yet that spirit knew - not in the hour <br>Of its own fervour - what had o'er it power. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">  II. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Perhaps it may be that my mind is wrought <br> To a fever by the moonbeam that hangs o'er, <br>But I will half believe that wild light fraught <br> With more of sovereignty than ancient lore <br>Hath ever told - or is it of a thought <br> The unembodied essence, and no more <br>That with a quickening spell doth o'er us pass <br>As dew of the night time, o'er the summer grass? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">  III. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Doth o'er us pass, when as th' expanding eye <br> To the loved object - so the tear to the lid <br>Will start, which lately slept in apathy? <br> And yet it need not be - (that object) hid <br>From us in life - but common - which doth lie <br> Each hour before us - but then only bid <br>With a strange sound, as of a harpstring broken <br>T' awake us - 'Tis a symbol and a token - </div><div style="margin:10px 0">  IV. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of what in other worlds shall be - and given <br> In beauty by our God, to those alone <br>Who otherwise would fall from life and Heaven <br> Drawn by their heart's passion, and that tone, <br>That high tone of the spirit which hath striven <br> Though not with Faith - with godliness - whose throne <br>With desperate energy 't hath beaten down; <br>Wearing its own deep feeling as a crown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edgar+Allan+Poe">Edgar Allan Poe</a><div class=q>
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