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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=506367" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fears And Scruples</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here's my case. Of old I used to love him.<br>This same unseen friend, before I knew:<br>Dream there was none like him, none above him,--<br>Wake to hope and trust my dream was true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Loved I not his letters full of beauty? <br>Not his actions famous far and wide?<br>Absent, he would know I vowed him duty,<br>Present, he would find me at his side.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pleasant fancy! for I had but letters,<br>Only knew of actions by hearsay: <br>He himself was busied with my betters;<br>What of that? My turn must come some day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Some day' proving--no day! Here's the puzzle.<br>Passed and passed my turn is. Why complain?<br>He's so busied! If I could but muzzle<br>People's foolish mouths that give me pain!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Letters?' (hear them!) 'You a judge of writing?<br>Ask the experts!--How they shake the head<br>O'er these characters, your friend's inditing--<br>Call them forgery from A to Z ! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Actions? Where's your certain proof' (they bother)<br>'He, of all you find so great and good,<br>He, he only, claims this, that, the other<br>Action--claimed by men, a multitude?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I can simply wish I might refute you,<br>Wish my friend would,--by a word, a wink,--<br>Bid me stop that foolish mouth,--you brute you!<br>He keeps absent,--why, I cannot think.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Never mind! Tho' foolishness may flout me.<br>One thing's sure enough; 'tis neither frost, <br>No, nor fire, shall freeze or burn from out me<br>Thanks for truth--tho' falsehood, gained--tho' lost.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All my days, I'll go the softlier, sadlier,<br>For that dream's sake! How forget the thrill<br>Thro' and thro' me as I thought, 'The gladlier<br>Lives my friend because I love him still!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, but there's a menace some one utters!<br>'What and if your friend at home play tricks?<br>Peep at hide-and-seek behind the shutters?<br>Mean your eyes should pierce thro' solid bricks? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'What and if he, frowning, wake you, dreamy?<br>Lay on you the blame that bricks--conceal?<br>Say '_At least I saw who did not see me,<br>Does see now, and presently shall feel_'?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Why, that makes your friend a monster!' say you;<br>'Had his house no window? At first nod,<br>Would you not have hailed him?' Hush, I pray you!<br>What if this friend happen to be--God?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Browning">Robert Browning</a><div class=q>
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This same unseen friend, before I knew:
Dream there was none like him, none above him,--
Wake to hope and trust my dream was true.

Loved I not his letters full of beauty? 
Not his actions famous far and ..."></div>
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