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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421128" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Two Sonnets On Fame</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I.<br>Fame, like a wayward girl, will still be coy<br>To those who woo her with too slavish knees,<br>But makes surrender to some thoughtless boy,<br>And dotes the more upon a heart at ease;<br>She is a Gypsy,-will not speak to those<br>Who have not learnt to be content without her;<br>A Jilt, whose ear was never whisper'd close,<br>Who thinks they scandal her who talk about her;<br>A very Gypsy is she, Nilus-born,<br>Sister-in-law to jealous Potiphar;<br>Ye love-sick Bards! repay her scorn for scorn;<br>Ye Artists lovelorn! madmen that ye are!<br>Make your best bow to her and bid adieu,<br>Then, if she likes it, she will follow you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II.<br>'You cannot eat your cake and have it too.'~Proverb.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How fever'd is the man, who cannot look<br>Upon his mortal days with temperate blood,<br>Who vexes all the leaves of his life's book,<br>And robs his fair name of its maidenhood;<br>It is as if the rose should pluck herself,<br>On the ripe plum finger its misty bloom,<br>As if a Naiad, like a meddling elf,<br>Should darken her pure grot with muddy gloom:<br>But the rose leaves herself upon the briar,<br>For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed,<br>And the ripe plum still wears its dim attire,<br>The undisturbed lake has crystal space;<br>Why then should man, teasing the world for grace,<br>Spoil his salvation for a fierce miscreed?</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>
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Fame, like a wayward girl, will still be coy
To those who woo her with too slavish knees,
But makes surrender to some thoughtless boy,
And dotes the more upon a heart at ease;
She is a Gypsy,-will not speak to those
Who have not learnt to be co..."></div>
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