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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=385435" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A precious—mouldering pleasure</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">371</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A precious—mouldering pleasure—'tis—<br>To meet an Antique Book—<br>In just the Dress his Century wore—<br>A privilege—I think—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His venerable Hand to take—<br>And warming in our own—<br>A passage back—or two—to make—<br>To Times when he—was young—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His quaint opinions—to inspect—<br>His thought to ascertain<br>On Themes concern our mutual mind—<br>The Literature of Man—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What interested Scholars—most—<br>What Competitions ran—<br>When Plato—was a Certainty—<br>And Sophocles—a Man—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Sappho—was a living Girl—<br>And Beatrice wore<br>The Gown that Dante—deified—<br>Facts Centuries before</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He traverses—familiar—<br>As One should come to Town—<br>And tell you all your Dreams—were true—<br>He lived—where Dreams were born—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His presence is Enchantment—<br>You beg him not to go—<br>Old Volume shake their Vellum Heads<br>And tantalize—just so—</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Emily+Dickinson">Emily Dickinson</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=385435" data-title="A precious—mouldering pleasure de Emily Dickinson" data-description="371 A precious—mouldering pleasure—'tis— To meet an Antique Book— In just the Dress his Century wore— A privilege—I think— His venerable Hand to take— And warming in our own— A passage back—or two—to make— To Times when h..."></div> </div> </div>
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