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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409080" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Madeline</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O lady! if, until this hour,<br>I've gazed in those bewildering eyes,<br>Yet never owned their touching power,<br>But when thou couldst not hear my sighs;<br>It has not been that love has slept<br>One single moment in my soul,<br>Or that on lip or look I kept<br>A stern and stoical control;<br>But that I saw, but that I felt,<br>In every tone and glance of thine,<br>Whate'er they spoke, where'er they dwelt,<br>How small, how poor a part was mine;<br>And that I deeply, dearly knew,<br>THAT hidden, hopeless love confessed,<br>The fatal words would lose me, too,<br>Even the weak friendship I possessed.<br>And so, I masked my secret well;<br>The very love within my breast<br>Became the strange, but potent spell<br>By which I forced it into rest.<br>Yet there were times -- I scarce know how<br>These eager lips refrained to speak, --<br>Some kindly smile would light thy brow,<br>And I grew passionate and weak;<br>The secret sparkled at my eyes,<br>And love but half repressed its sighs, --<br>Then had I gazed an instant more,<br>Or dwelt one moment on that brow,<br>I might have changed the smile it wore,<br>To what perhaps it weareth now,<br>And spite of all I feared to meet,<br>Confessed that passion at thy feet.<br>To save my heart, to spare thine own,<br>There was one remedy alone.<br>I fled, I shunned thy very touch, --<br>It cost me much, O God! how much!<br>But if some burning tears were shed,<br>Lady! I let them freely flow;<br>At least, they left unbreathed, unsaid,<br>A worse and wilder woe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But now, -- NOW that we part indeed,<br>And that I may not think as then,<br>That as I wish, or as I need,<br>I may return again, --<br>Now that for months, perhaps for years --<br>I see no limit in my fears --<br>My home shall be some distant spot,<br>Where thou -- where even thy name is not,<br>And since I shall not see the frown,<br>Such wild, mad language must bring down,<br>Could I -- albeit I may not sue<br>In hope to bend thy steadfast will --<br>Could I have breathed this word, adieu,<br>And kept my secret still?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Doubtless thou know'st the Hebrew story --<br>The tale 's with me a favorite one --<br>How Raphael left the Courts of Glory,<br>And walked with Judah's honored Son;<br>And how the twain together dwelt,<br>And how they talked upon the road,<br>How often too they must have knelt<br>As equals to the same kind God;<br>And still the mortal never guessed,<br>How much and deeply he was blessed,<br>Till when -- the Angel's mission done --<br>The spell which drew him earthwards, riven --<br>The lover saved -- the maiden won --<br>He plumed again his wings for Heaven;<br>O Madeline! as unaware<br>Thou hast been followed everywhere,<br>And girt and guarded by a love,<br>As warm, as tender in its care,<br>As pure, ay, powerful in prayer,<br>As any saint above!<br>Like the bright inmate of the skies,<br>It only looked with friendly eyes,<br>And still had worn the illusive guise,<br>And thus at least been half concealed;<br>But at this parting, painful hour,<br>It spreads its wings, unfolds its power,<br>And stands, like Raphael, revealed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">More, Lady! I would wish to speak, --<br>But it were vain, and words are weak,<br>And now that I have bared my breast,<br>Perchance thou wilt infer the rest.<br>So, so, farewell! I need not say<br>I look, I ask for no reply,<br>The cold and scarcely pitying &quot;nay&quot;<br>I read in that unmelted eye;<br>Yet one dear favor, let me pray!<br>Days, months, however slow to me,<br>Must drag at last their length away,<br>And I return -- if not to thee --<br>At least to breathe the same sweet air<br>That wooes thy lips and waves thy hair.<br>Oh, then! -- these daring lines forgot --<br>Look, speak, as thou hadst read them not.<br>So, Lady, may I still retain<br>A right I would not lose again,<br>For all that gold or guilt can buy,<br>Or all that Heaven itself deny,<br>A right such love may justly claim,<br>Of seeing thee in friendship's name.<br>Give me but this, and still at whiles,<br>A portion of thy faintest smiles,<br>It were enough to bless;<br>I may not, dare not ask for more<br>Than boon so rich, and yet so poor,<br>But I should die with less.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Timrod">Henry Timrod</a><div class=q>
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I've gazed in those bewildering eyes,
Yet never owned their touching power,
But when thou couldst not hear my sighs;
It has not been that love has slept
One single moment in my soul,
Or that on lip or look I kept
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