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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=509150" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Romance In The Market Place</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">YOU stood beside the flowers,<br>Yourself a flower;<br>And on your face<br>The twilight stayed another hour,<br>It shone so pale;<br>And all around men talked as in a market-place.<br>I heard them talk, and felt<br>No interest stir<br>In what they said.<br>Lilies were nigh you, and around you were<br>The lights of love,<br>And all about the world moved on with nervous tread.<br>I heard it not; for down<br>And round about<br>My soul you drew<br>The veils that shut the loud earth out,<br>And I and you<br>Were there alone — no one beside but I and you!<br>What words were those we said?<br>Old ones, perchance,<br>Pale with the pain<br>Of all who've kissed, and talked romance,<br>And said farewell,<br>And mixed their tears and kissed, and sighed — and sighed in vain.<br>We stood a sainted while,<br>And then your hand<br>Sought to be free,<br>And you were gone; and all the land<br>Was under gloom,<br>And lamps were lit for other men, but none for me.<br>I stood and watched you go,<br>And suddenly<br>The loud world grew<br>Like some great-voiced, insetting sea;<br>And men went by,<br>Talking of trade and war and all but love and you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Roderic+Quinn">Roderic Quinn</a><div class=q>
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Yourself a flower;
And on your face
The twilight stayed another hour,
It shone so pale;
And all around men talked as in a market-place.
I heard them talk, and felt
No interest stir
In what they said.
Lilies were nigh ..."></div>
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