<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=506570" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>At Love's Beginning.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I might not have it then — I might not, yet<br>She was so near to me, could I forget<br>She might be nearer? There was in her eyes —<br>What shall I say? — a hint of the sunrise<br>Of her heart's day: would it then break on me<br>In my life's glory, or should I but see<br>The malediction of that morning pour<br>Disaster on my heart for evermore?<br>I did not know, and all I was became<br>A hush, a wonder. I scarce breathed her name,<br>Scarce dared to read her eyes too deeply, lest<br>Wrath in their tenderness should be exprest;<br>When suddenly love's lightning ran a streak<br>Up the white throat into the pallid cheek;<br>Her eyes took wonder too — and even thus<br>What we to either were, revealed to us,<br>Rose like God's heaven, at once, in such a way<br>For aye; and her eyes fell as mine took sway<br>Upon the moment when she knew it all,<br>And knew in knowing it beyond recall<br>Was the confession which her heart had made<br>With eyes, not lips, ere lips to mine were laid —<br>That mystic moment, when all she was drew<br>Out of herself, as all that I was too,<br>Emptied of self, then found itself in her.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Crawford">Robert Crawford</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=506570" data-title="At Love's Beginning. de Robert Crawford" data-description="I might not have it then — I might not, yet She was so near to me, could I forget She might be nearer? There was in her eyes — What shall I say? — a hint of the sunrise Of her heart's day: would it then break on me In my life's glory, or sho..."></div> </div> </div>

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