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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537128" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Michael Robartes and the Dancer</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He. Opinion is not worth a rush; <br>In this altar-piece the knight, <br>Who grips his long spear so to push <br>That dragon through the fading light, <br>Loved the lady; and it's plain <br>The half-dead dragon was her thought, <br>That every morning rose again <br>And dug its claws and shrieked and fought. <br>Could the impossible come to pass <br>She would have time to turn her eyes, <br>Her lover thought, upon the glass <br>And on the instant would grow wise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She. You mean they argued.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He. Put it so; <br>But bear in mind your lover's wage <br>Is what your looking-glass can show, <br>And that he will turn green with rage <br>At all that is not pictured there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She. May I not put myself to college?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He. Go pluck Athena by the hair; <br>For what mere book can grant a knowledge <br>With an impassioned gravity <br>Appropriate to that beating breast, <br>That vigorous thigh, that dreaming eye? <br>And may the devil take the rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She. And must no beautiful woman be <br>Learned like a man?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He. Paul Veronese <br>And all his sacred company <br>Imagined bodies all their days <br>By the lagoon you love so much, <br>For proud, soft, ceremonious proof <br>That all must come to sight and touch; <br>While Michael Angelo's Sistine roof <br>His 'Morning' and his 'Night' disclose <br>How sinew that has been pulled tight, <br>Or it may be loosened in repose, <br>Can rule by supernatural right <br>Yet be but sinew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She. I have heard said <br>There is great danger in the body.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He. Did God in portioning wine and bread <br>Give man His thought or His mere body?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She. My wretched dragon is perplexed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He. I have principles to prove me right. <br>It follows from this Latin text <br>That blest souls are not composite, <br>And that all beautiful women may <br>Live in uncomposite blessedness, <br>And lead us to the like -- if they <br>Will banish every thought, unless <br>The lineaments that please their view <br>When the long looking-glass is full, <br>Even from the foot-sole think it too.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She. They say such different things at school.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Butler+Yeats">William Butler Yeats</a><div class=q>
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In this altar-piece the knight, 
Who grips his long spear so to push 
That dragon through the fading light, 
Loved the lady; and it's plain 
The half-dead dragon was her thought, 
That every morning rose again 
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