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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384381" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>False</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">False! Good God, I am dreaming!<br>No, no, it never can be-<br>You who are so true in seeming,<br>You, false to your vows and me?<br>My wife and my fair boy's mother<br>The star of my life-my queen-<br>To yield herself to another<br>Like some light Magdalene!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Proofs! what are proofs-I defy them!<br>They never can shake my trust;<br>If you look in my face and deny them<br>I will trample them into the dust.<br>For whenever I read of the glory<br>Of the realms of Paradise,<br>I sought for the truth of the story<br>And found it in your sweet eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Why, you are the shy young creature<br>I wooed in her maiden grace;<br>There was purity in each feature,<br>And my heaven I found in your face.<br>And, 'not only married but mated,'<br>I would say in my pride and joy;<br>And our hopes were all consummated<br>When the angels gave us our boy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Now you could not blot that beginning<br>So beautiful, pure and true,<br>With a record of wicked sinning<br>As a common woman might do.<br>Look up in your old frank fashion,<br>With your smile so free from art;<br>And say that no guilty passion<br>Has ever crept into your heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>How pallid you are, and you tremble!<br>You are hiding your face from view!<br>'Tho' a sinner, you cannot dissemble'-<br>My God! then the tale is true?<br>True and the sun above us<br>Shines on in the summer skies?<br>And men say the angels love us,<br>And that God is good and wise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Yet he lets a wanton thing like you<br>Ruin my home and my name!<br>Get out of my sight ere I strike you<br>Dead in your shameless shame!<br>No, no, I was wild, I was brutal;<br>I would not take your life,<br>For the efforts of death would be futile<br>To wipe out the sin of a wife.<br>Wife-why, that word has seemed sainted,<br>I uttered it like a prayer.<br>And now to think it is tainted-<br>Christ! how much we can bear!<br>'Slay you!' my boy's stained mother-<br>Nay, that would not punish, or save;<br>A soul that has outraged another<br>Finds no sudden peace in the grave.<br>I will leave you here to <br>remember</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Eden that was your own,<br>While on toward my life's December<br>I walk in the dark alone.</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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No, no, it never can be-
You who are so true in seeming,
You, false to your vows and me?
My wife and my fair boy's mother
The star of my life-my queen-
To yield herself to another
Like some light Magdalene!


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