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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=532733" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Beggar's Valentine</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Kiss me and comfort my heart <br>Maiden honest and fine. <br>I am the pilgrim boy <br>Lame, but hunting the shrine; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fleeing away from the sweets, <br>Seeking the dust and rain, <br>Sworn to the staff and road, <br>Scorning pleasure and pain; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nevertheless my mouth <br>Would rest like a bird an hour <br>And find in your curls a nest <br>And find in your breast a bower: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nevertheless my eyes <br>Would lose themselves in your own, <br>Rivers that seek the sea, <br>Angels before the throne: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Kiss me and comfort my heart, <br>For love can never be mine: <br>Passion, hunger and pain, <br>These are the only wine </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of the pilgrim bound to the road. <br>He would rob no man of his own. <br>Your heart is another's I know, <br>Your honor is his alone. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The feasts of a long drawn love, <br>The feasts of a wedded life, <br>The harvests of patient years, <br>And hearthstone and children and wife: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">These are your lords I know. <br>These can never be mine — <br>This is the price I pay <br>For the foolish search for the shrine: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is the price I pay <br>For the joy of my midnight prayers, <br>Kneeling beneath the moon <br>With hills for my altar stairs; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is the price I pay <br>For the throb of the mystic wings, <br>When the dove of God comes down <br>And beats round my heart and sings; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is the price I pay <br>For the light I shall some day see <br>At the ends of the infinite earth <br>When truth shall come to me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And what if my body die <br>Before I meet the truth? <br>The road is dear, more dear <br>Than love or life or youth. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The road, it is the road, <br>Mystical, endless, kind, <br>Mother of visions vast, <br>Mother of soul and mind; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mother of all of me <br>But the blood that cries for a mate — <br>That cries for a farewell kiss <br>From the child of God at the gate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Vachel+Lindsay">Vachel Lindsay</a><div class=q>
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Maiden honest and fine. 
I am the pilgrim boy 
Lame, but hunting the shrine; 

Fleeing away from the sweets, 
Seeking the dust and rain, 
Sworn to the staff and road, 
Scorning pleasure and pain; 

Nevertheless my mou..."></div>
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