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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408429" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">AH, often do I wait and watch,<br>And look up, straining through the Real<br>With longing eyes, my friend, to catch<br>Faint glimpses of your white Ideal.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know she loved to rest her feet<br>By slumbrous seas and hidden strand;<br>But mostly hints of her I meet<br>On moony spots of mountain land.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’ve never reached her shining place,<br>And only cross at times a gleam;<br>As one might pass a fleeting face<br>Just on the outside of a Dream.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But you may climb, her happy Choice!<br>She knows your step, the maiden true,<br>And ever when she hears your voice,<br>She turns and sits and waits for you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How sweet to rest on breezy crest<br>With such a Love, what time the Morn<br>Looks from his halls of rosy rest,<br>Across green miles of gleaming corn!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How sweet to find a leafy nook,<br>When bees are out, and Day burns mute,<br>Where you may hear a passion’d brook<br>Play past you, like a mellow flute!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or, turning from the sunken sun,<br>On fields of dim delight to lie—<br>To close your eyes and muse upon<br>The twilight’s strange divinity!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or through the Night’s mysterious noon,<br>While Sound lies hushed among the trees,<br>To sit and watch a mirror’d moon<br>Float over silver-sleeping seas!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, vain regret! why should I stay<br>To think and dream of joys unknown?<br>You walk with her from day to day,<br>I faint afar off—and alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Kendall">Henry Kendall</a><div class=q>
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And look up, straining through the Real
With longing eyes, my friend, to catch
Faint glimpses of your white Ideal.

I know she loved to rest her feet
By slumbrous seas and hidden strand;
But mostly hints of her I mee..."></div>
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