<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=498247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lord, when the sense of thy sweet grace <br> Sends up my soul to seek thy face. <br>Thy blessed eyes breed such desire, <br>I dy in love’s delicious Fire. <br> O love, I am thy Sacrifice. <br>Be still triumphant, blessed eyes. <br>Still shine on me, fair suns! that I <br>Still may behold, though still I dy. <br> <br> Though still I dy, I live again; <br>Still longing so to be still slain, <br>So gainfull is such losse of breath. <br>I dy even in desire of death. <br> Still live in me this loving strife <br>Of living Death and dying Life. <br>For while thou sweetly slayest me <br>Dead to my selfe, I live in Thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Richard+Crashaw">Richard Crashaw</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=498247" data-title="A Song de Richard Crashaw" data-description="Lord, when the sense of thy sweet grace Sends up my soul to seek thy face. Thy blessed eyes breed such desire, I dy in love’s delicious Fire. O love, I am thy Sacrifice. Be still triumphant, blessed eyes. Still shine on me, fair suns! th..."></div> </div> </div>

solid border dashed border dotted border double border groove border ridge border inset border outset border no border blue green red purple cyan gold silver black