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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408521" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Nora</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">CALM and fair <br> Flows the stream of Nora’s life, <br> Moving with a lazy air <br> Far from strife. <br> <br> Goddesses <br>Must have looked from just such eyes, <br> Full of still felicities,— <br> No surprise, <br> <br> No endeavour <br>(For endeavour mars perfection), <br> And, one almost fancies, never <br> Strong affection. <br> <br> Far too cold <br>Seems that face for dream of mine, <br> Though, if set in sculptured mould, <br> How divine! <br> <br> As she stands <br>Looking from the window forth, <br> Gazing o’er the sunny lands <br> To the north, <br> <br> Light and shade <br>Cross and quiver to and fro, <br> By the she-oak’s tresses made, <br> Waving slow <br> <br> In the breeze; <br>But no varying light you trace, <br> Save from flittings such as these, <br> On her face. <br> <br> Calmly moving <br>On her daily household ways, <br> Little can you see for loving, <br> Much for praise. <br> <br> One alone <br>Sets her quiet life aglow, <br> And, whene’er she hears his tone, <br> Then, I know <br> <br> That her form <br>Has a richer, fuller grace, <br> And the colour rushes warm <br> To her face. <br> <br> From her eyes <br>All the hidden life peeps out, <br> From her lips strange melodies <br> Float about <br> <br> All astir, <br>Thoughts and hopes, unguessed before, <br> Gleam, till Love can ask of her <br> Nothing more. <br> <br> ’Tis as though, <br>Walking on a charmèd shore, <br> Blind to all the gleam and glow <br> Which it bore, <br> <br> On our sight <br>Flashed the flush of roses blowing, <br> Dewdrops sparkling in the light, <br> Rivers flowing; <br> <br> For at last <br>One had come, whose star-tipt wand <br> Woke to gladness, as he passed <br> Through the land. <br> <br> Shall we then <br>Grudge the favoured one his due? <br> Fate gives wands to other men, <br> Charmèd too! <br> <br> Unaware <br>While we wander to and fro, <br> Flowers may blossom here and there <br> As we go. <br> <br> Lives are bound <br>Each to each by secret spell, <br> And a fairy-land lies round <br> Us as well.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Laurie">Henry Laurie</a><div class=q>
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 Flows the stream of Nora’s life, 
 Moving with a lazy air 
 Far from strife. 
 
 Goddesses 
Must have looked from just such eyes, 
 Full of still felicities,— 
 No surprise, 
 
 No endeavour 
(For endeavour mars perfection), 
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