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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=521084" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Intrigue</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THOU art my love <br>And thou art the peace of sundown <br>When the blue shadows soothe <br>And the grasses and the leaves sleep <br>To the song of the little brooks <br>Woe is me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou art my love, <br>And thou art a storm <br>That breaks black in the sky <br>And, sweeping headlong, <br>Drenches and cowers each tree <br>And at the panting end <br>There is no sound <br>Save the melancholy cry of a single owl <br>Woe is me!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou art my love <br>And thou art a tinsel thing <br>And I in my play <br>Broke thee easily <br>And from the little fragments <br>Arose my long sorrow <br>Woe is me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou art my love <br>And thou art a weary violet <br>Drooping from sun-caresses. <br>Answering mine carelessly <br>Woe is me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou art my love <br>And thou art the ashes of other men's love <br>And I bury my face in these ashes <br>And I love them <br>Woe is me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou art my love <br>And thou art the beard <br>On another man's face <br>Woe is me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou art my love <br>And thou art a temple <br>And in this temple is an altar <br>And on this altar is my heart <br>Woe is me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou art my love <br>And thou art a wretch. <br>Let these sacred love-lies choke thee <br>For I am come to where I know your lies as truth <br>And your truth as lies <br>Woe is me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou art my love <br>And thou art a priestess <br>And in thy hand is a bloody dagger <br>And my doom comes to me surely <br>Woe is me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou art my love <br>And thou art a skull with ruby eyes <br>And I love thee <br>Woe is me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou art my love <br>And I doubt thee <br>And if peace came with my murder <br>Then would I murder <br>Woe is me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou art my love <br>And thou art death <br>Aye, thou art death <br>Black and yet black <br>But I love thee <br>I love thee <br>Woe, welcome woe, to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Stephen+Crane">Stephen Crane</a><div class=q>
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And thou art the peace of sundown 
When the blue shadows soothe 
And the grasses and the leaves sleep 
To the song of the little brooks 
Woe is me.

Thou art my love, 
And thou art a storm 
That breaks black in the sky 
And, swee..."></div>
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