<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536419" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XLVII</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sublime discussions! Let who will be wise!<br>These are the things that touch us and transcend.<br>The logic of all beauty is surprise,<br>The reason of all love the unseen end.<br>Still as they argued on of this and that,<br>Turning perchance to me as arbiter<br>Where in my corner I still speechless sat<br>To end their strife, my vision seemed to clear,<br>The scales fell from my eyes of ignorance,<br>The terror from my heart. One thing alone<br>Stood plain before me, the supreme fair chance<br>Of a first fortune, glorious and unknown,<br>Which beckoned me with no uncertain hand<br>To touch and taste and learn and understand.</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=536419" data-title="Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XLVII de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="Sublime discussions! Let who will be wise! These are the things that touch us and transcend. The logic of all beauty is surprise, The reason of all love the unseen end. Still as they argued on of this and that, Turning perchance to me as arbiter W..."></div> </div> </div>

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