<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=383884" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet XL</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, yes ! they love through all this world of ours !<br>I will not gainsay love, called love forsooth.<br>I have heard love talked in my early youth,<br>And since, not so long back but that the flowers<br>Then gathered, smell still. Mussulmans and Giaours<br>Throw kerchiefs at a smile, and have no ruth<br>For any weeping. Polypheme's white tooth<br>Slips on the nut if, after frequent showers,<br>The shell is over-smooth,--and not so much<br>Will turn the thing called love, aside to hate<br>Or else to oblivion. But thou art not such<br>A lover, my Beloved ! thou canst wait<br>Through sorrow and sickness, to bring souls to touch,<br>And think it soon when others cry ' Too late.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Elizabeth+Barrett+Browning">Elizabeth Barrett Browning</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=383884" data-title="Sonnet XL de Elizabeth Barrett Browning" data-description="Oh, yes ! they love through all this world of ours ! I will not gainsay love, called love forsooth. I have heard love talked in my early youth, And since, not so long back but that the flowers Then gathered, smell still. Mussulmans and Giaours Thr..."></div> </div> </div>

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