<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Hester On The Stair</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hester, creature of my love,<br>What is this? You love not me?<br>On the stair you stand above,<br>Looking down distrustfully<br>With the corners of your eyes<br>Watching me in mute surprise,<br>Me, your father, only me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hester, why this foolish terror,<br>You who know me and my ways?<br>Was my love so writ in error<br>That it needed your disgrace?<br>Is your doubt of locks grown thin<br>Or the beard which hides his chin<br>His, your father's chin and face?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hester, we were fools of passion<br>When our last goodbyes were smiled.<br>Now you stand in your strange fashion<br>By my kisses unbeguiled,<br>With your light foot turned to flee<br>While I press you to my knee,<br>You, my child, my only child.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Listen, Hester, I am able<br>Still to flatter and be fond:<br>You the wise crow of the fable<br>Perched above me and beyond.<br>Foolish! Not one word you speak<br>To my praises of your cheek,<br>Not one sound, one only sound!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Be it so. My love you mock it,<br>And my sighs are empty wind.<br>See, I shut my heart and lock it<br>From your laughing eyes unkind.<br>Yet, remember this last word,<br>Love is two--edged like a sword.<br>Mind this only, only mind!</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=536683" data-title="To Hester On The Stair de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="Hester, creature of my love, What is this? You love not me? On the stair you stand above, Looking down distrustfully With the corners of your eyes Watching me in mute surprise, Me, your father, only me. Hester, why this foolish terror, You who kn..."></div> </div> </div>

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