<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=393431" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Sexes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">See in the babe two loveliest flowers united--yet in truth,<br>While in the bud they seem the same--the virgin and the youth!<br>But loosened is the gentle bond, no longer side by side--<br>From holy shame the fiery strength will soon itself divide.<br>Permit the youth to sport, and still the wild desire to chase,<br>For, but when sated, weary strength returns to seek the grace.<br>Yet in the bud, the double flowers the future strife begin,<br>How precious all--yet naught can still the longing heart within.<br>In ripening charms the virgin bloom to woman shape hath grown,<br>But round the ripening charms the pride hath clasped its guardian zone;<br>Shy, as before the hunter's horn the doe all trembling moves,<br>She flies from man as from a foe, and hates before she loves!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From lowering brows this struggling world the fearless youth observes,<br>And hardened for the strife betimes, he strains the willing nerves;<br>Far to the armed throng and to the race prepared to start,<br>Inviting glory calls him forth, and grasps the troubled heart:--<br>Protect thy work, O Nature now! one from the other flies,<br>Till thou unitest each at last that for the other sighs.<br>There art thou, mighty one! where'er the discord darkest frown,<br>Thou call'st the meek harmonious peace, the god-like soother down.<br>The noisy chase is lulled asleep, day's clamor dies afar,<br>And through the sweet and veiled air in beauty comes the star.<br>Soft-sighing through the crisped reeds, the brooklet glides along,<br>And every wood the nightingale melodious fills with song.<br>O virgin! now what instinct heaves thy bosom with the sigh?<br>O youth! and wherefore steals the tear into thy dreaming eye?<br>Alas! they seek in vain within the charm around bestowed,<br>The tender fruit is ripened now, and bows to earth its load.<br>And restless goes the youth to feed his heart upon its fire,<br>All, where the gentle breath to cool the flame of young desire!<br>And now they meet--the holy love that leads them lights their eyes,<br>And still behind the winged god the winged victory flies.<br>O heavenly love!--'tis thy sweet task the human flowers to bind,<br>For ay apart, and yet by thee forever intertwined!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Friedrich+Schiller">Friedrich Schiller</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=393431" data-title="The Sexes de Friedrich Schiller" data-description="See in the babe two loveliest flowers united--yet in truth, While in the bud they seem the same--the virgin and the youth! But loosened is the gentle bond, no longer side by side-- From holy shame the fiery strength will soon itself divide. Permit..."></div> </div> </div>

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