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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384265" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Lovers' Quarrel</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We two were lovers, the Sea and I; <br>We plighted our troth ‘neath a summer sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And all through the riotous ardent weather<br>We dreamed, and loved, and rejoiced together.<br>	*	*	*<br>At times my lover would rage and storm.<br>I said: ‘No matter, his heart is warm.’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whatever his humour, I loved his ways, <br>And so we lived though the golden days.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know not the manner it came about, <br>But in the autumn we two fell out.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet this I know – ‘twas the fault of the Sea, <br>And was not my fault, that he changed to me.<br>	*	*	*<br>I lingered as long as a woman may<br>To find what her lover will do or say.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But he met my smiles with a sullen frown, <br>And so I turned to the wooing Town.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, bold was this suitor, and blithe as bold! <br>His look was as bright as the Sea’s was cold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As the Sea was sullen, the Town was gay; <br>He made me forget for a winter day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For a winter day and a winter night<br>He laughed my sorrow away from sight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And yet, in spite of his mirth and cheer, <br>I knew full well he was insincere.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when the young buds burst on the tree, <br>The old love woke in my heart for the Sea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pride was forgotten – I knew, I knew, <br>That the soul of the Sea, like my own, was true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I heard him calling, and lo! I came, <br>To find him waiting, for ever the same.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when he saw me, with murmurs sweet<br>He ran to meet me, and fell at my feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And so again ‘neath the summer sky<br>We have plighted our troth, the Sea and I.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</a><div class=q>
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We plighted our troth ‘neath a summer sky.

And all through the riotous ardent weather
We dreamed, and loved, and rejoiced together.
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At times my lover would rage and storm.
I said: ‘No matter, his hea..."></div>
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