<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=457241" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To A Young Lady, Who Was Fond Of Fortune-Telling</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You, Madam, may, with safety go<br>Decrees of destiny to know;<br>For at your birth kind planets reign'd,<br>And certain happiness ordain'd:<br>Such charms as yours are only given<br>To chosen favourites of Heaven.<br>But such is my uncertain state<br>'Tis dangerous to try my fate;<br>For I would only know from art<br>The future motions of your hert,<br>And what predestinated doom<br>Attends my love for years to come,<br>No secrets else that mortals learn<br>My cares deserve, or life concern;<br>But this will so important be<br>I dread to search the dark decree;<br>For while the smallest hope remains<br>Faint joys are mingled with my pains.<br>Vain distant views my fancy please,<br>And give some intermitting ease;<br>But should the stars too plainly show<br>That you have doom'd my endless wo,<br>No human force or art could bear<br>The torment of my wild despair.<br>This secret then I dare not know,<br>And other truths are useless now.<br>What matters if, unbless'd in love, <br>How long or short my life will prove?<br>To gratify what low desire<br>Should I with needless haste inquire,<br>How great how wealthy I shall be?<br>Oh, what is wealth or power to me!<br>If I am happy or undone,<br>It must proceed from you alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Matthew+Prior">Matthew Prior</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=457241" data-title="To A Young Lady, Who Was Fond Of Fortune-Telling de Matthew Prior" data-description="You, Madam, may, with safety go Decrees of destiny to know; For at your birth kind planets reign'd, And certain happiness ordain'd: Such charms as yours are only given To chosen favourites of Heaven. But such is my uncertain state 'Tis dangerous t..."></div> </div> </div>

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