<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: XLI</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE SAME CONTINUED<br>We may not meet. I could not for pride's sake<br>Dissemble further, and I suffer pain,<br>A palpable distinct and physical ache,<br>When our eyes meet by accident, and when<br>I hear you talk in your pathetic strain<br>Which always moved me. Only yesterday,<br>As I was standing with a crowd of men<br>In the long corridor, you came my way<br>And chanced to stop, and thus by chance I heard<br>A score of phrases uttered in that sad<br>Half--suppliant voice which once my spirit stirred<br>To its foundations. Yet your theme was glad--<br>Strangers your hearers. What was in these spells<br>To move me still? A trick, and nothing else!</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=536586" data-title="The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: XLI de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="THE SAME CONTINUED We may not meet. I could not for pride's sake Dissemble further, and I suffer pain, A palpable distinct and physical ache, When our eyes meet by accident, and when I hear you talk in your pathetic strain Which always moved me. O..."></div> </div> </div>

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