<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421072" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet. To A Lady Seen For A Few Moments At Vauxhall</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Time's sea hath been five years at its slow ebb, <br>Long hours have to and fro let creep the sand, <br>Since I was tangled in thy beauty's web, <br>And snared by the ungloving of thine hand. <br>And yet I never look on midnight sky, <br>But I behold thine eyes' well memory'd light; <br>I cannot look upon the rose's dye, <br>But to thy cheek my soul doth take its flight. <br>I cannot look on any budding flower, <br>But my fond ear, in fancy at thy lips <br>And hearkening for a love-sound, doth devour <br>Its sweets in the wrong sense: -- Thou dost eclipse <br>Every delight with sweet remembering, <br>And grief unto my darling joys dost bring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Keats">John Keats</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421072" data-title="Sonnet. To A Lady Seen For A Few Moments At Vauxhall de John Keats" data-description="Time's sea hath been five years at its slow ebb, Long hours have to and fro let creep the sand, Since I was tangled in thy beauty's web, And snared by the ungloving of thine hand. And yet I never look on midnight sky, But I behold thine eyes'..."></div> </div> </div>

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