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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=476407" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Met a Lady in the Wood</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I met a lady in the wood.<br>No mortal maid, I knew, was she;<br>She was no thing of flesh and blood,<br>No child of human ancestry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her beauty held my eyes in thrall.<br>I spoke to her sweet words, soft-toned.<br>She answered me no word at all,<br>But only looked at me and moaned.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I spoke to her about Exchange,<br>Of Sterling and its recent rise.<br>The subject was beyond her range;<br>She stared at me with haunting eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I touched upon the price of Rye<br>And its effect upon the Pound.<br>She walked beside me silently,<br>Like one that treads on charméd ground.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She witched me with her elfin grace.<br>I spoke of Wages and the Dole<br>And briefly sketched for her the case<br>For International Control.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She gazed upon me as I talked;<br>Some elfin thing she seemed to be.<br>I knew her, by the way she walked,<br>A creature of the Faëry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through green and leafy glades we went,<br>Knee-deep among the dewy ferns;<br>I touched upon the Law of Rent<br>And of Diminishing Returns.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And, as we wandered through the wood<br>Mid oaks and elm-tree boles rotund,<br>Explained to her as best I could<br>The workings of a Sinking Fund.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I said that Rubber was depressed<br>By recent rumours from Malay.<br>She only moaned and beat her breast<br>And cried aloud, 'Alack-a-day!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I said my brokers had foreseen<br>A rise in Oil, and asked her view<br>As to the trend of Margarine,<br>She only answered 'Willaloo!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I took her to a green-lit glade<br>Where tall trees twined their branches high<br>And a moss-muted streamlet made<br>Unmeditating melody;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there I paused awhile; and there<br>I offered her my heart and hand,<br>And bade her take me in her care<br>To dwell with her in Fairyland.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I said I was a Whale-oil King,<br>With gold and goods and gear in plenty.<br>She said she was a Mrs. Byng<br>And had a family of twenty.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She turned and left me where I stood.<br>While round her elfin pipes were fluting<br>She walked away into the wood,<br>And I walked home to Lower Tooting.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Patrick+Barrington">Patrick Barrington</a><div class=q>
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No mortal maid, I knew, was she;
She was no thing of flesh and blood,
No child of human ancestry.

Her beauty held my eyes in thrall.
I spoke to her sweet words, soft-toned.
She answered me no word at all,
But only looked..."></div>
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