<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536491" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet IV</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">But Adrian, who was young and all athirst<br>For human joy, and turbulent and strong,<br>Grew discontent with her despairs and curst,<br>Nor spared he her the jibings of his tongue.<br>He mocked at her vain virtue and the words<br>She used to comfort him when sometimes she<br>With weak heart battling, like a troubled bird's<br>Which sees the nets, would ease his misery<br>With telling her own pain and making show<br>Of her soul's hunger to his hungry soul.<br>It only angered him, this prate of woe,<br>And back he thrust on her her beggar's dole<br>Of idle sighs. And ``If I have not bread,<br>For pity let me be and starve,'' he said.</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=536491" data-title="Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet IV de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="But Adrian, who was young and all athirst For human joy, and turbulent and strong, Grew discontent with her despairs and curst, Nor spared he her the jibings of his tongue. He mocked at her vain virtue and the words She used to comfort him when so..."></div> </div> </div>

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