<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374015" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Discretion</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">AH, turn your pretty eyes away! <br>You would not have me love again? <br>Love's pleasure does not live a day, <br>Immortal is Love's pain, <br>And I am tired of pain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I have loved once--aye, once or twice; <br>The pleasure died, the pain lives here; <br>I will not look in your sweet eyes, <br>I will not love you, Dear, <br>Lest you should grow too dear. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>For I am weary and afraid. <br>Have I not seen why life was fair, <br>And known how good a world God made, <br>How sweet the blossoms were, <br>How dear the green fields were? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And I have found how life was gray, <br>A mist-hung road, a quest in vain, <br>Until once more Love smiled my way <br>And fooled me once again, <br>And taught me grief again. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Now I will gather no more grief; <br>I only ask to see the sky, <br>The budding flower, the budding leaf, <br>And put old dreamings by, <br>The dreams Love tortures by. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>For, being wise, I love no more; <br>You, if you will, snare with those eyes <br>Some fool who never loved before, <br>And teach him to be wise! <br>For why should you be wise?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edith+Nesbit">Edith Nesbit</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=374015" data-title="Discretion de Edith Nesbit" data-description="AH, turn your pretty eyes away! You would not have me love again? Love's pleasure does not live a day, Immortal is Love's pain, And I am tired of pain. I have loved once--aye, once or twice; The pleasure died, the pain lives here; I will ..."></div> </div> </div>

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