<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536594" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: XLVIII</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE SAME CONTINUED<br>I think there never was a dearer woman,<br>A better, kinder, truer than you were,<br>A gentler spirit more divinely human<br>Than yours with your sweet melancholy air<br>Of tender gaiety, which seemed like care,<br>And in your voice a sob as of distress<br>At the world's ways, its sin and its despair,<br>Being yourself all strange to wickedness.<br>Now you are neither gentle, kind, nor good,<br>And you have sorrows of your own to grieve,<br>And in your mirth compassion has no mood;<br>You wear no more your heart upon your sleeve,<br>And if your voice still sobs 'tis with a sense<br>Of sorrow's power, grief's wealth, experience.</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=536594" data-title="The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: XLVIII de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="THE SAME CONTINUED I think there never was a dearer woman, A better, kinder, truer than you were, A gentler spirit more divinely human Than yours with your sweet melancholy air Of tender gaiety, which seemed like care, And in your voice a sob as o..."></div> </div> </div>

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