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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413097" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ah, past middle age woman upon whom I gaze</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, past middle age woman upon whom I gaze <br>The measures you take to hide your waning beauty leave me amaze<br>You are all wrapped in colorful deceit and counterfeit labors<br>That so immodesty displays nature’s gone favors <br>With its fallacious arguments of colors and elaborate cloth<br>Is to the senses cunning counterfeit and cynic loath</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This which your self pity practices to delete<br>The cruel years accumulated horrors <br>Constraining time to mitigate its rigors<br>And this oblivion and age defeat</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh old sunken brittle woman in vain you carry such vanity<br>Your mask of musk is playing havoc and delirium with your own sanity<br>Your efforts of concealing what time jaws is peeling and revealing<br>Is like to play with the devil a hypocritical dealing<br>As any mortal being you in the path to be a cadaver, ashes, shadows ghosts<br>The time of your prime irreversibly forever forgotten and lost</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And yet you old beauty do not regard these lines <br>As demon devouring fierce lions <br>Revealing in their occludent guile<br>In every stanza, strength and force<br>In every line a binding spell and leading course<br>For such is their suppleness of style</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But remember this copy that is your prime semblance<br>Was by tenderness and fortitude of your past beauty inspired<br>Whereon a clumsy hand ambitiously conspired <br>To give your pains and suppressed emotions an utterance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And do not blame these lines as conspirators with time<br>For robbing you out of your beauty and prime<br>Neither send me any comments on my verse<br>I have this human weakness in me of adverse<br>To judge wise those who sing my praise<br>Especially in the absence of the wit<br>That sinks what seemingly it tries to raise</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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The measures you take to hide your waning beauty leave me amaze
You are all wrapped in colorful deceit and counterfeit labors
That so immodesty displays nature’s gone favors 
With its fallacious argume..."></div>
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