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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=498973" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dialogue Lucasta, Alexis</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I.<br>  Lucasta.<br> TELL me, ALEXIS, what this parting is,<br> That so like dying is, but is not it?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Alexis.<br> It is a swounding for a while from blisse,<br> 'Till kind HOW DOE YOU call's us from the fit.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Chorus.<br> If then the spirits only stray, let mine<br> Fly to thy bosome, and my soule to thine:<br> Thus in our native seate we gladly give<br> Our right for one, where we can better live.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  II.<br>Lu. But ah, this ling'ring, murdring farewel!<br> Death quickly wounds, and wounding cures the ill.<br>Alex. It is the glory of a valiant lover,<br> Still to be dying, still for to recover.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cho. Soldiers suspected of their courage goe,<br> That ensignes and their breasts untorne show:<br> Love nee're his standard, when his hoste he sets,<br> Creates alone fresh-bleeding bannerets.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  III.<br>Alex. But part we, when thy figure I retaine<br> Still in my heart, still strongly in mine eye?<br>Lu. Shadowes no longer than the sun remaine,<br> But his beams, that made 'em, fly, they fly.<br>Cho. Vaine dreames of love! that only so much blisse<br> Allow us, as to know our wretchednesse;<br> And deale a larger measure in our paine<br> By showing joy, then hiding it againe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  IV.<br>Alex. No, whilst light raigns, LUCASTA still rules here,<br> And all the night shines wholy in this sphere.<br>Lu. I know no morne but my ALEXIS ray,<br> To my dark thoughts the breaking of the day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  Chorus.<br>Alex. So in each other if the pitying sun<br> Thus keep us fixt, nere may his course be run!<br>Lu. And oh! if night us undivided make;<br> Let us sleepe still, and sleeping never wake!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  The close.<br> Cruel ADIEUS may well adjourne awhile<br> The sessions of a looke, a kisse, or smile,<br> And leave behinde an angry grieving blush;<br> But time nor fate can part us joyned thus.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Richard+Lovelace">Richard Lovelace</a><div class=q>
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  Lucasta.
 TELL me, ALEXIS, what this parting is,
 That so like dying is, but is not it?

  Alexis.
 It is a swounding for a while from blisse,
 'Till kind HOW DOE YOU call's us from the fit.

  Chorus.
 If then the spirits only stray, let min..."></div>
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