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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=431371" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Impossible Thing</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A DEMON, blacker in his skin than heart,<br>So great a charm was prompted to impart;<br>To one in love, that he the lady gained,<br>And full possession in the end obtained:<br>The bargain was, the lover should enjoy<br>The belle he wished, and who had proved so coy.<br>Said Satan, soon I'll make her lend an ear,<br>In ev'ry thing more complaisant appear;<br>But then, instead of what thou might'st expect,<br>To be obedient and let me direct,<br>The devil, having thus obliged a friend,<br>He'll thy commands obey, thou may'st depend,<br>The very moment; and within the hour<br>Thy humble servant, who has got such pow'r,<br>Will ask for others, which at once thou'lt find;<br>Make no delay, for if thou art so blind,<br>Thou comprehend'st, thy body and thy soul<br>The lovely fair no longer shall control,<br>But Satan then upon them both shall seize,<br>And with them do-whatever he may please:<br>'Gainst this the spark had not a word to say;<br>'Twas pleasing to command, though not obey.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">HE sallied forth the beauteous belle to seek,<br>And found her as he wished:--complying-meek;<br>Indulged in blisses, and most happy proved,<br>Save that the devil always round him moved.<br>Whatever rose within the whirl of thought<br>He now commanded:--quickly it was brought;<br>And when he ordered palaces to rise,<br>Or raging tempests to pervade the skies,<br>The devil instantly obeyed his will,<br>And what he asked was done with wondrous skill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">LARGE sums his purse received;--the devil went<br>just where commanded, and to Rome was sent,<br>From whence his highness store of pardons got;<br>No journey long, though distant was the spot,<br>But ev'ry thing with magick ease arose,<br>And all was soon accomplished that he chose.<br>So oft the spark was asked for orders new,<br>Which he was bound to give the fiend at view,<br>That soon his head most thoroughly was drained,<br>And to the fair our lover much complained,<br>Declared the truth, and ev'ry thing detailed,<br>How he was lost, if in commands he failed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IS'T this, said she, that makes thee so forlorn?<br>Mere nothing!-quickly I'll remove the thorn;<br>When Satan comes, present his highness this,<br>Which I have here, and say:--You will not miss<br>To make it flat, and not its curl retain<br>On which she gave him, what with little pain<br>She drew from covert of the Cyprian grove,<br>The fairy labyrinth where pleasures rove,<br>Which formerly a duke so precious thought;<br>To raise a knightly order thence he sought,<br>Illustrious institution, noble plan,<br>More filled with gods and demi-gods than man.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE lover to the crafty devil said:-<br>'Tis crooked this, you see, and I am led<br>To wish it otherwise; go, make it straight;<br>A perfect line: no turn, nor twist, nor plait.<br>Away to work, be quick, fly, hasten, run;<br>The demon fancied it could soon be done;<br>No time he lost, but set it in the press,<br>And tried to manage it with great success;<br>The massy hammer, kept beneath the deep,<br>Made no impression: he as well might sleep;<br>Howe'er he beat: whatever charm he used:--<br>'Twas still the same; obedience it refused.<br>His time and labour constantly were lost;<br>Vain proved each effort: mystick skill was crossed;<br>The wind, or rain, or fog, or frost, or snow,<br>Had no effect: still circular 'twould go.<br>The more he tried, the ringlet less inclined<br>To drop the curvature so closely twined.<br>How's this? said Satan, never have I seen<br>Such stubborn stuff wherever I have been;<br>The shades below no demon can produce,<br>That could divine what here would prove of use:<br>'Twould puzzle hell to break the curling spring,<br>And make a line direct of such a thing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">ONE morn the devil to the other went:<br>Said he, to give thee up I'll be content;<br>If solely thou wilt openly declare<br>What 'tis I hold, for truly I despair;<br>I'm victus I confess, and can't succeed:<br>No doubt the thing's impossible decreed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>FRIEND Satan, said the lover, you are wrong;<br>Despondency should not to you belong,<br>At least so soon:--what you desire to know<br>Is not the only one that's found to grow;<br>Still many more companions it has got,<br>And others could be taken from the spot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=La+Fontaine">La Fontaine</a><div class=q>
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So great a charm was prompted to impart;
To one in love, that he the lady gained,
And full possession in the end obtained:
The bargain was, the lover should enjoy
The belle he wished, and who had proved so ..."></div>
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