<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=37663" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Modern Sappho</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">They are gone: all is still: Foolish heart, dost thou quiver?<br>Nothing moves on the lawn but the quick lilac shade.<br>Far up gleams the house, and beneath flows the river.<br>Here lean, my head, on this cool balustrade.<br>Ere he come: ere the boat, by the shining-branch'd border<br>Of dark elms come round, dropping down the proud stream;<br>Let me pause, let me strive, in myself find some order,<br>Ere their boat-music sound, ere their broider'd flags gleam.<br>Is it hope makes me linger? the dim thought, that sorrow<br>Means parting? that only in absence lies pain?<br>It was well with me once if I saw him: to-morrow<br>May bring one of the old happy moments again.<br>Last night we stood earnestly talking together --<br>She enter'd -- that moment his eyes turn'd from me.<br>Fasten'd on her dark hair and her wreath of white heather --<br>As yesterday was, so to-morrow will be.<br>Their love, let me know, must grow strong and yet stronger,<br>Their passion burn more, ere it ceases to burn:<br>They must love -- while they must: But the hearts that love longer<br>Are rare: ah! most loves but flow once, and return.<br>I shall suffer; but they will outlive their affection:<br>I shall weep; but their love will be cooling: and he,<br>As he drifts to fatigue, discontent, and dejection,<br>Will be brought, thou poor heart! how much nearer to thee!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Matthew+Arnold">Matthew Arnold</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=37663" data-title="A Modern Sappho de Matthew Arnold" data-description="They are gone: all is still: Foolish heart, dost thou quiver?/Nothing moves on the lawn but the quick lilac shade./Far up gleams the house, and beneath flows the river./Here lean, my head, on this cool balustrade./Ere he come: ere the boat, by the..."></div> </div> </div>

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