<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536346" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Relapse</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I thought that I had done with fleshly things,<br>That in the azure of high thought my soul<br>Had learned to fly on less substantial wings<br>To a new Heaven, a sublimer goal.<br>I thought that I was wise beneath the cowl<br>Of my dead hopes, beyond all power of Spring's<br>Most eloquent music to again cajole,<br>And that my service was the King of Kings.<br>--But look, alas, how thoughtless thought can be,<br>For to me thinking thus one ventured in<br>Bearing a letter and I read your name.<br>Then in an instant through my limbs a flame<br>Of pleasure ran, and wrought such change in me<br>That I was eager for all loveliest sin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Wilfrid+Scawen+Blunt">Wilfrid Scawen Blunt</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=536346" data-title="A Relapse de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="I thought that I had done with fleshly things, That in the azure of high thought my soul Had learned to fly on less substantial wings To a new Heaven, a sublimer goal. I thought that I was wise beneath the cowl Of my dead hopes, beyond all power o..."></div> </div> </div>

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