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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=398907" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Peggy Mitchell (Chant Royal)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her smile seems so serene and sweet as if it’s everlasting<br>while she is still basking in rays of sunshine<br>although storm clouds are gathering, <br>and her beauty is something of the divine <br>and almost careless<br>our loving comes in swiftness<br>while she is drawing attention, <br>telling me things that no other woman will even mention<br>but she has an own dignity<br>are spirited to my apprehension<br>and from all cares she seems free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In her humanity there is something<br>that does not meet the eye, something sublimely fine<br>and far too easily she makes my heart sing<br>when every smile of hers is mine<br>and I see a kind of kindness<br>shining through her loveliness<br>a kind of deep emotion<br>bringing a deepness to every affection, <br>it is far more than beauty that I see<br>in her solitary devotion<br>and from all cares she seems free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her joy is far greater than that of spring<br>and on her face every lovely line<br>is aflame when passion is rising<br>and it seems that to her spirit there is no decline<br>for she’s a summer girl without any meekness <br>and it seems that her glance does truly bless <br>but of this she does not have the slightest notion<br>while her looks at times causes a small commotion, <br>her laughter and joy is not full of glee<br>and I write this to a girl that loved me as a salutation<br>and from all cares she seems free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes she dresses somewhat daring<br>and with her I want to dine, <br>when from all troubles she makes me uncaring<br>with burning candles and sparkling glasses of red wine<br>but to her sometimes our loving turns into nothingness<br>in pain she is tormenting me even when we are in bliss, <br>sometimes she is truly unruly at the slightest instigation, <br>with her words finding accusation after accusation<br>and I wonder if her loving is just charity, <br>if she has a unruly disposition<br>and from all cares she seems free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She once carried my ring<br>and that happiness I cannot define<br>as she was full of joy at our wedding<br>and in joy her face did shine<br>without any aloofness <br>and I from my old ways did digress, <br>followed every recommendation<br>to make our relationship work, even in presumption<br>loving her in all sincerity<br>but maybe her truly loving me was a big assumption <br>and from all cares she seems free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> l’Envoi<br>Now she is driving me to anarchy and lawlessness<br>while I long for her sweet caress<br>and I sometimes receive an admonition<br>to my affectionate attention, to the words that I mention<br>while I am longing for sweet tranquillity<br>and I am searching for a loving connection<br>and from all cares she seems free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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while she is still basking in rays of sunshine
although storm clouds are gathering, 
and her beauty is something of the divine 
and almost careless
our loving comes in swiftness
while sh..."></div>
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