<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536577" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part I: To Manon: XVI</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">HE ARGUES WITH HIS LIFE<br>My life, what strange mad garments hast thou on,<br>Now that I see thee truly and am wise!<br>Thou wild, lost Proteus, strangling and undone!<br>What shapes are these, what metamorphoses<br>Of a god's soul in pain? I hear thy cries<br>And see thee writhe and take fantastic forms,<br>And strike in blindness at the destinies<br>And at thyself, and at thy brother worms.<br>Ah, foolish worm, thou canst not change thy lot,<br>And all like thee must perish 'neath the sun.<br>Why struggle with thy fellows? Nay, be kind,<br>Kinder than these. Behold, the flower--pot<br>Of fate is emptied out, and one by one<br>The fisher takes you, and his hooks are blind.</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=536577" data-title="The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part I: To Manon: XVI de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="HE ARGUES WITH HIS LIFE My life, what strange mad garments hast thou on, Now that I see thee truly and am wise! Thou wild, lost Proteus, strangling and undone! What shapes are these, what metamorphoses Of a god's soul in pain? I hear thy cries And..."></div> </div> </div>

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