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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413111" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>College heart aches</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Morning glooms emerged stormy and waning pale<br>No light no sun but a wannish glare<br>In layers upon layers the gray clouds summons converged<br>And the budded peaks of the wood are dump cold congealed<br>Caught and cuffed by the cools gale<br>I had fancied it would be a spring day fair</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As I flung myself down a craggy slope<br>Of bushes and outcrops<br>Ever muttered and madden and ever waned with despair<br>To attend a class of no slight interest or share<br>Whom but her should I meet</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I the morning glooms when sunrise like sunset sank<br>In the blossomed gable-ends<br>At the head of the college street <br>Whom but her should I meet<br>And she touched me with a smile so sweet<br>That dwelt merely at the corner of her eyes<br>During which she kept her lovely lips tight<br>She made me divine amends<br>For a courtesy not returned</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And as she passed me so suddenly and so swiftly<br>She left me with a delicate spark<br>Of glowing gnawing growing light<br>Through the long elongated lectures of the day<br>And the long live hours of the dark<br>Which kept itself warm in the core of my dreams<br>Ready to burst in a colored flame<br>Till at last the next morning came<br>In a cloud, it faded and seemed <br>But an ashen – grey delight</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>As gloom as that morning was<br>What if with her sunny hair<br>And smile as sunny as cold<br>She meant to weave me a snare<br>Of some coquettish deceit<br>Delilah like trick old<br>To beguile me and entangled me when we met<br>As a spider has its prey in a silken net<br>And fawn at the victor’s feet<br>To assume me just one of many at her treat<br>One of unanimous many who just written<br>One frivolous line in her book</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Yet, if she were not a mirage or a cheat<br>If she were all that she seemed<br>And her divine face and beguiling smile were all that I dreamed<br>Then the world were not turn so bitter<br>And her smile like thousands suns would put it sweeter<br>Ah, a coal black raven ever croaks at a pine tree top<br>Keep a watch and ward on surge of overwhelming feelings at the back yard<br>Of one’s heart or you will prove their tool<br>Myself from myself I must guard<br>Beware the ways of man often his own angry vain pride trap<br>Is cap and bells for a fool</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet sick, sick I am of jealous dread<br>That day and night plagued my head<br>I was walking less than a mile <br>More than a mile from my dormant door<br>Between the faint Carmel cloud and the moor<br>And treading the craggy landscape at the set long lectured day<br>Over the dark slanting moor land<br>Rapidly walking far a way<br>She acknowledged me with half hand<br>And there was another at her side<br>The new made suitor<br>A vainly appearing looker<br>Something flashed in the sun<br>And down the hill I saw them dodging<br>In a moment they were gone<br>Like a sudden swift spark<br>Struck vainly in the night<br>Then returned the dark<br>With no more hope of light</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Left in dark silence alone<br>The curtains on the painful scenery drawn <br>Stand dam to the torrents of torture<br>The is being with them blotter<br>O let the solid ground<br>Not fail beneath my feet<br>Let my fragile form hold<br>The ripples of pain on my body enfold<br>Yet, silence around, what a beautiful voice<br>Be still and trouble my mind<br>With joy in which I cannot rejoice<br>On a glory I shall never find<br>Still I will hear her no more<br>For her sweetness hardly leaves me a choice<br>But to wander in vast fields and fall before<br>Her feet’s own trucks on the meadow’s grass<br>And adore not her, who is neither courtly nor kind<br>But her galloping phantom upon lea and lawn</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Once, only once I approached her<br>Oh catch not my breath clamorous heart<br>I begged and plead in pitiful obsequiousness<br>Let not my tongue your own servant <br>Be a thrall to my eye<br>For I must tell her before she part<br>I must tell her or die<br>With the strange unfamiliar voice that struggled<br>Up my throat I asked her and she let me<br>I had lead her a part way, my love, my only friend<br>So swiftly the convey took over my mind<br>There was none like her, none<br>And never yet so warmly ran my blood<br>And sweetly on and on<br>Calming itself to the long wishes for end<br>Full to the banks close on the wishful <br>For in calm times in peaceful memories<br>The road still led to her<br>The chained heart always rebel back to her</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>None like her, none<br>We spoke as two long time acquaintances<br>As she paced her light legs along the gravel walk<br>And it shook my heart to think what luck pebbles<br>Just awakened as we reached her dormant door<br>The gates of heaven were closed<br>And she was gone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>     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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No light no sun but a wannish glare
In layers upon layers the gray clouds summons converged
And the budded peaks of the wood are dump cold congealed
Caught and cuffed by the cools gale
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