<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374067" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Magic</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What was the spell she wove for me?<br>Life was a common useful thing,<br>An eligible building site<br>To hold a house to shelter me.<br>There were no woodlands whispering;<br>No unimagined dreams at night<br>About that house had folded wing,<br>Disordering my life for me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was so safe until she came<br>With starry secrets in her eyes,<br>And on her lips the word of power.<br>- Like to the moon of May she came,<br>That makes men mad who were born wise -<br>Within her hand the only flower<br>Man ever plucked from Paradise;<br>So to my half-built house she came.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She turned my useful plot of land<br>Into a garden wild and fair,<br>Where stars in garlands hung like flowers:<br>A moonlit, lonely, lovely land.<br>Dim groves and glimmering fountains there<br>Embraced a secret bower of bowers,<br>And in its rose-ringed heart we were<br>Alone in that enchanted land.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What was the spell I wove for her,<br>Her mad dear magic to undo?<br>The red rose dies, the white rose dies,<br>The garden spits me forth with her<br>On the old suburban road I knew.<br>My house is gone, and by my side<br>A stranger stands with angry eyes<br>And lips that swear I ruined her.</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=374067" data-title="Magic de Edith Nesbit" data-description="What was the spell she wove for me? Life was a common useful thing, An eligible building site To hold a house to shelter me. There were no woodlands whispering; No unimagined dreams at night About that house had folded wing, Disordering my life fo..."></div> </div> </div>

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