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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428901" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Covering Wings</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love! Love! Your tenderness,<br>Your beautiful, watchful ways<br>Grasp me, fold me, cover me;<br>I lie in a kind of daze,<br>Neither asleep nor yet awake,<br>Neither a bud nor flower.<br>Brings to-morrow<br>Joy or sorrow,<br>The black or the golden hour?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love! Love! You pity me so!<br>Chide me, scold me--cry,<br>"Submit--submit! You must not fight!"<br>What may I do, then? Die?<br>But, oh my horror of quiet beds!<br>How can I longer stay!<br>"One to be ready,<br>Two to be steady,<br>Three to be off and away!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Darling heart--your gravity!<br>Your sorrowful, mournful gaze--<br>"Two bleached roads lie under the moon,<br>At the parting of the ways."<br>But the tiny, tree-thatched, narrow lane,<br>Isn't it yours and mine?<br>The blue-bells ring<br>Hey, ding-a-ding, ding!<br>And buds are thick on the vine.<br>Love! Love! Grief of my heart!<br>As a tree droops over a stream<br>You hush me, lull me, dark me,<br>The shadow hiding the gleam.<br>Your drooping and tragical boughs of grace<br>Are heavy as though with rain.<br>Run! Run!<br>Into the sun!<br>Let us be children again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Katherine+Mansfield">Katherine Mansfield</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=428901" data-title="Covering Wings de Katherine Mansfield" data-description="Love! Love! Your tenderness, Your beautiful, watchful ways Grasp me, fold me, cover me; I lie in a kind of daze, Neither asleep nor yet awake, Neither a bud nor flower. Brings to-morrow Joy or sorrow, The black or the golden hour? Love! Love! You..."></div> </div> </div>
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