<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536588" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: XLIII</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE SAME CONTINUED<br>I do not love you. To have said this once<br>Had seemed to both of us a monstrous lie,<br>An idle boast, love's last extravagance<br>Or the mere paradox of vanity.<br>Now it is true and yet more hideously<br>More strangely monstrous. I, no less than you,<br>Here own at length the worm which cannot die,<br>The burden of a pain for ever new.<br>This is the ``pang of loss,'' the bitterest<br>Which Hell can give. We are shut out from Heaven<br>And never more shall look upon Love's face,<br>Being with those who perish unforgiven.<br>Never to see Love's face! Ah, pain in pain,<br>Which we do well to weep and weep again!</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=536588" data-title="The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: XLIII de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="THE SAME CONTINUED I do not love you. To have said this once Had seemed to both of us a monstrous lie, An idle boast, love's last extravagance Or the mere paradox of vanity. Now it is true and yet more hideously More strangely monstrous. I, no les..."></div> </div> </div>

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