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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=478864" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Divine Lover</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Me Lord? can’st thou mispend <br> One word, misplace one look on me? <br> Call’st me thy Love, thy Friend? <br> Can this poor soul the object be <br>Of these love-glances, those life-kindling eyes? <br>What? I the Centre of thy arms embraces? <br> Of all thy labour I the prize? <br> Love never mocks, Truth never lies. <br>Oh how I quake: Hope fear, fear hope displaces: <br>I would, but cannot hope: such wondrous love amazes. <br> <br>II</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> See, I am black as night, <br> See I am darkness: dark as hell. <br> Lord thou more fair than light; <br> Heav’ns Sun thy Shadow; can Sunns dwell <br>With Shades? ’twixt light, and darkness what commerce? <br>True: thou art darkness, I thy Light: my ray <br> Thy mists, and hellish foggs shall pierce. <br> With me, black soul, with me converse. <br>I make the foul December flowry May, <br>Turn thou thy night to me: I’le turn thy night to day. <br> <br>III</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> See Lord, see I am dead: <br> Tomb’d in my self: my self my grave <br> A drudge: so born, so bred: <br> My self even to my self a slave. <br>Thou Freedom, Life: can Life, and Liberty <br>Love bondage, death? Thy Freedom I: I tyed <br> To loose thy bonds: be bound to me: <br> My Yoke shall ease, my bonds shall free. <br>Dead soul, thy Spring of life, my dying side: <br>There dye with me to live: to live in thee I dyed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Phineas+Fletcher">Phineas Fletcher</a><div class=q>
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Me Lord? can’st thou mispend 
 One word, misplace one look on me? 
 Call’st me thy Love, thy Friend? 
 Can this poor soul the object be 
Of these love-glances, those life-kindling eyes? 
What? I the Centre of thy arms embraces? 
 Of all thy..."></div>
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