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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536580" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part I: To Manon: XX</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">ON FALLING ILL THROUGH GRIEF<br>Truce to thee, Soul! I have a debt to pay,<br>Which I acknowledge and without thy pleading.<br>I like thee little that thou barrest my way<br>With prayers too late for one well past thy heeding,<br>Truce to these tears! Thy fellow lieth bleeding,<br>Wounded by thee; and thou, forsooth, dost say,<br>``I have a servant who is sick and needing<br>Care at men's hands.'' The care was thine to pay.<br>--When this same Soul was sick, a while ago,<br>The Body watched her, till his eyes grew dim<br>And his cheeks pale for very sympathy,<br>Because she grieved. His love has wrought him woe,<br>For he is sick and she despiseth him.<br>Poor Body, I must take some thought of thee.</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>
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Truce to thee, Soul! I have a debt to pay,
Which I acknowledge and without thy pleading.
I like thee little that thou barrest my way
With prayers too late for one well past thy heeding,
Truce to these tears! Thy fellow..."></div>
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