<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538142" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ballade Of A Toyokuni Colour-Print</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Was I a Samurai renowned,<br>Two-sworded, fierce, immense of bow?<br>A histrion angular and profound?<br>A priest? a porter?--Child, although<br>I have forgotten clean, I know<br>That in the shade of Fujisan,<br>What time the cherry-orchards blow,<br>I loved you once in old Japan.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As here you loiter, flowing-gowned<br>And hugely sashed, with pins a-row<br>Your quaint head as with flamelets crowned,<br>Demure, inviting--even so,<br>When merry maids in Miyako<br>To feel the sweet o' the year began,<br>And green gardens to overflow,<br>I loved you once in old Japan.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Clear shine the hills; the rice-fields round<br>Two cranes are circling; sleepy and slow,<br>A blue canal the lake's blue bound<br>Breaks at the bamboo bridge; and lo!<br>Touched with the sundown's spirit and glow,<br>I see you turn, with flirted fan,<br>Against the plum-tree's bloomy snow . . .<br>I loved you once in old Japan!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Envoy</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dear, 'twas a dozen lives ago;<br>But that I was a lucky man<br>The Toyokuni here will show:<br>I loved you--once--in old Japan.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Ernest+Henley">William Ernest Henley</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=538142" data-title="Ballade Of A Toyokuni Colour-Print de William Ernest Henley" data-description="Was I a Samurai renowned, Two-sworded, fierce, immense of bow? A histrion angular and profound? A priest? a porter?--Child, although I have forgotten clean, I know That in the shade of Fujisan, What time the cherry-orchards blow, I loved you once ..."></div> </div> </div>

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