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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=424748" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Beyond the Infinite</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love is not love that alteration finds, <br>and passing praise as phase inks poet's pen<br>to coin a phrase cued into mistress' minds, <br>now Ann now Fanny, to and fro again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet you who'd love tomorrow may be gone<br>before dawn tints with amber flame hope's star, <br>when moments lived - both first and last are done -<br>twinned for a day then memory to mar.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who throws all caution to the winds must rake<br>but bitter chips when passion teams no more, <br>dream themes prove flimsy farce, cast losing stake<br>when black Jack's bluff called - shown to bolted door.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O those who'd love beyond the infinite<br>too often find blight, night, right flight indict. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">8 August 2010</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Responsum Richard</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O You Who'd Love -a sonnet<br>O you who'd love and dare that act enshrine <br>above such door as heaven calls by name, <br>I'd cede my all those words were there with mine <br>as such enmeshed in that forever flame! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">O you who’d love thrown caution to the wind<br>on such a path whence passion throbs and teems, <br>held high the hope that you and I were twinned<br>in consequence our corresponding dreams! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">O you who’d love tomorrow might be gone<br>this moment lived that it could be the last, <br>what more to ask but that I’d journey on<br>with you till Paradise itself were passed! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">O you who'd love beyond mortality<br>would that the same were, likewise, said of me! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">-Richard- <br>Aug.5,2010</div><div style="margin:10px 0">allpoetry.com/ poem/ 6691114</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q>
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and passing praise as phase inks poet's pen
to coin a phrase cued into mistress' minds, 
now Ann now Fanny, to and fro again.

Yet you who'd love tomorrow may be gone
before dawn tints with amber flame hope..."></div>
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