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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384284" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Woman's Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">So vast the tide of Love within me surging, <br>It overflows like some stupendous sea, <br>The confines of the Present and To-be; <br>And 'gainst the Past's high wall I feel it urging, <br>As it would cry &quot;Thou too shalt yield to me!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All other loves my supreme love embodies; <br>I would be she on whose soft bosom nursed <br>Thy clinging infant lips to quench their thirst; <br>She who trod close to hidden worlds where God is, <br>That she might have, and hold, and see thee first.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I would be she who stirred the vague fond fancies, <br>Of thy still childish heart; who through bright days <br>Went sporting with thee in the old-time plays, <br>And caught the sunlight of thy boyish glances <br>In half-forgotten and long-buried Mays.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forth to the end, and back to the beginning, <br>My love would send its inundating tide, <br>Wherein all landmarks of thy past should hide. <br>If thy life's lesson must be learned through sinning, <br>My grieving virtue would become thy guide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For I would share the burden of thy errors, <br>So when the sun of our brief life had set, <br>If thou didst walk in darkness and regret, <br>E'en in that shadowy world of nameless terrors, <br>My soul and thine should be companions yet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I would cross with thee those troubled oceans <br>Of dark remorse whose waters are despair: <br>All things my jealous reckless love would dare, <br>So that thou mightst not recollect emotions <br>In which it did not have a part and share.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is no limit to my love's full measure, <br>Its spirit gold is shaped by earth's alloy; <br>I would be friend and mother, mate and toy, <br>I'd have thee look to me for every pleasure, <br>And in me find all memories of joy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet though I love thee in such selfish fashion, <br>I would wait on thee, sitting at thy feet, <br>And serving thee, if thou didst deem it meet. <br>And couldst thou give me one fond hour of passion, <br>I'd take that hour and call my life complete.</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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It overflows like some stupendous sea, 
The confines of the Present and To-be; 
And 'gainst the Past's high wall I feel it urging, 
As it would cry &quot;Thou too shalt yield to me!&quot;

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