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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413092" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A woman at a café’</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She is a burning beauty so beguiling bright<br>As she sits in a café’ of a city under the night<br>Her skin over her face and limbs is spread like a dream<br>All the lights around her turn their heads in shame dim<br>Her legs peep beneath a dark collied skirt<br>Setting all passers by into anguish alert<br>What mortal hand or eye<br>Could frame or design your thigh</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In what clay, in what mould<br>Were her eyes of fury and beauty rolled? <br>In what distant depths or vaulting high skies<br>Burnt the fire of her eyes? <br>He who framed her what dare he aspire? <br>What hand could dare size this intense fire? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her shoulders, what an art<br>What craft could twist the sinews of her heart? <br>And when her heart begin to beat<br>What dread hands what dread feet? <br>Where is the hammer where is the chain<br>In what furnace she was give birth where it all began</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The stars above the city threw down their spears <br>And watered heaven with their tears<br>Did he smile his work to see? <br>Did he who made the man make thee? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She, she, the burning fire of the night<br>Lent her ore to the canopy of the city so bright<br>The flames of the candles at her table <br>Competed to reflect their image in her eyes like shadows fragile</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her glass of wine did not delay; it had stelled <br>Her beauty's form within its convex heart<br>So proudly its bounty to the world it held<br>Claiming it never captured a better art</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Burnt! Burnt! Beguiling beauty in bright<br>As the city approached the edge of the midnight<br>The trees at the avenue their blooming boughs dropped<br>To feel her blood in her veins throbbed<br>What immortal hand what heavenly eye<br>Dare contrive your fearful symmetry beneath this sky</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And there was none in the city’s daughters<br>With the magic like her when she sat down to eat<br>And like the night music on the East river water<br>Was her voice loud in tease and in din beat</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When as if her humor and soul were causing<br>The charmed river pausing<br>The waves at its banks to lie still gleaming<br>And the lulled winds seemed dreaming</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the midnight moon was weaving <br>Her bright image over the water deep<br>While her twin breasts were gently heaving<br>As if an infant was asleep</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>As she got up to leave<br>She walked in beauty into the night<br>That a city of cloudless climates can give<br>And all that was best in dark and bright<br>Were reflected in the lofty vaults of starry skies<br>And met in her structure and in her eyes<br>And thus mellowed to that tender glow of night<br>Which heaven bestowed on her yet to the gaudy day denied</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Copy rights 2010</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isaac+Ziv">Isaac Ziv</a><div class=q>
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As she sits in a café’ of a city under the night
Her skin over her face and limbs is spread like a dream
All the lights around her turn their heads in shame dim
Her legs peep beneath a dark collied sk..."></div>
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