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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384365" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Delilah</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the midnight of darkness and terror, <br> When I would grope nearer to God, <br>With my back to a record of error<br> And the highway of sin I have trod, <br>There comes to me shapes I would banish –<br> The shapes of the deeds I have done; <br>And I pray and I plead till they vanish –<br> All vanish and leave me, save one.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That one, with a smile like the splendour<br> Of the sun in the middle-day skies –<br>That one, with a spell that is tender –<br> That one with a dream in her eyes –<br>Cometh close, in her rare southern beauty, <br> Her languor, her indolent grace; <br>And my soul turns its back on its duty<br> To live in the light of her face.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She touches my cheek, and I quiver –<br> I tremble with exquisite pains; <br>She sighs – like an overcharged river<br> My blood rushes on through my veins; <br>She smiles – and in mad-tiger fashion, <br> As a she-tiger fondles her own, <br>I clasp her with fierceness and passion, <br> And kiss her with shudder and groan.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once more, in our love’s sweet beginning, <br> I put away God and the World; <br>Once more, in the joys of our sinnings, <br> Are the hopes of eternity hurled.<br>There is nothing my soul lacks or misses<br> As I clasp the dream-shape to my breast; <br>In the passion and pain of her kisses<br> Life blooms to its richest and best.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O ghost of dead sin unrelenting, <br> Go back to the dust, and the sod! <br>Too dear and too sweet for repenting, <br> Ye stand between me and my God.<br>If I, by the Throne, should behold you, <br> Smiling up with those eyes loved so well, <br>Close, close in my arms I would fold you, <br> And dropp with you down to sweet Hell!</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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 When I would grope nearer to God, 
With my back to a record of error
 And the highway of sin I have trod, 
There comes to me shapes I would banish –
 The shapes of the deeds I have done; 
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