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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419016" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Love's Sacrifice</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">LOVE'S Herald flew o'er all the fields of Greece, <br>Crying: '<br>Love's altar waits for sacrifice!' <br>And all folk answered, like a wave of peace, <br>With treasured offerings and gifts of price. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Toward high Olympus every white road filled <br>With pilgrims streaming to the blest abode; <br>Each bore rich tribute, some for joys fulfilled, <br>And some for blisses lingering on the road. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The pious peasant drives his laden car;<br>The fisher youth bears treasure from the sea; <br>A wife brings honey for the sweets that are;<br>A maid brings roses for the sweets to be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here strides the soldier with his wreathed sword, <br>No more to glitter in his country's wars; <br>There walks the poet with his mystic word, <br>And smiles at Eros' mild recruit from Mars. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But midst these bearers of propitious gifts, <br>Behold where two, a youth and maiden, stand: <br>She bears no boon; his arm no burden lifts, <br>Save her dear fingers pressed within his hand. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their touch ignites the soft delicious fire, <br>Whose rays the very altar-flames eclipse; <br>Their eyes are on each other—sweet desire <br>And yearning passion tremble on their lips. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So fair—so strong! Ah, Love! what errant wiles<br>Have brought these two so poor and so unblest? <br>But see! Instead of anger, Cupid smiles; <br>And lo! he crowns their sacrifice as best! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their hands are empty, but their hearts are <br>Their gifts so rare for all the host suffice: <br>Before the altar is their life-wine spilled— <br>The love they long for is their sacrifice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Boyle+O%27Reilly">John Boyle O'Reilly</a><div class=q>
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Crying: '
Love's altar waits for sacrifice!' 
And all folk answered, like a wave of peace, 
With treasured offerings and gifts of price. 

Toward high Olympus every white road filled 
With pilgrim..."></div>
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