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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538838" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On The Edge Of The Wilderness</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Puellae.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whence comest thou, and whither goest thou?<br>Abide! abide! longer the shadows grow;<br>What hopest thou the dark to thee will show?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Abide! abide! for we are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amans.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why should I name the land across the sea<br>Wherein I first took hold on misery?<br>Why should I name the land that flees from me?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me depart, since ye are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Puellae.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What wilt thou do within the desert place<br>Whereto thou turnest now thy careful face?<br>Stay but a while to tell us of thy case.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Abide! abide! for we are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amans.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What, nigh the journey’s end shall I abide,<br>When in the waste mine own love wanders wide,<br>When from all men for me she still doth hide?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me depart, since ye are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Puellae.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nay, nay; but rather she forgetteth thee,<br>To sit upon the shore of some warm sea,<br>Or in green gardens where sweet fountains be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Abide! abide! for we are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amans.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Will ye then keep me from the wilderness,<br>Where I at least, alone with my distress,<br>The quiet land of changing dreams may bless?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me depart, since ye are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Puellae.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forget the false forgetter and be wise,<br>And ’mid these clinging hands and loving eyes,<br>Dream, not in vain, thou knowest paradise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Abide! abide! for we are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amans.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah! with your sweet eyes shorten not the day,<br>Nor let your gentle hands my journey stay!<br>Perchance love is not wholly cast away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me depart, since ye are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Puellae.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pluck love away as thou wouldst pluck a thorn<br>From out thy flesh; for why shouldst thou be born<br>To bear a life so wasted and forlorn?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Abide! abide! for we are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amans.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yea, why then was I born, since hope is pain,<br>And life a lingering death, and faith but vain,<br>And love the loss of all I seemed to gain?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me depart, since ye are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Puellae.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dost thou believe that this shall ever be,<br>That in our land no face thou e’er shalt see,<br>No voice thou e’er shalt hear to gladden thee?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Abide! abide! for we are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amans.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No longer do I know of good or bad,<br>I have forgotten that I once was glad;<br>I do but chase a dream that I have had.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me depart, since ye are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Puellae.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stay! take one image for thy dreamful night;<br>Come, look at her, who in the world’s despite<br>Weeps for delaying love and lost delight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Abide! abide! for we are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amans.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mock me not till to-morrow. Mock the dead,<br>They will not heed it, or turn round the head,<br>To note who faithless are, and who are wed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me depart, since ye are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Puellae.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We mock thee not. Hast thou not heard of those<br>Whose faithful love the loved heart holds so close,<br>That death must wait till one word lets it loose?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Abide! abide! for we are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amans.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I hear you not: the wind from off the waste<br>Sighs like a song that bids me make good haste<br>The wave of sweet forgetfulness to taste.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me depart, since ye are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Puellae.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come back! like such a singer is the wind,<br>As to a sad tune sings fair words and kind,<br>That he with happy tears all eyes may blind!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Abide! abide! for we are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amans.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Did I not hear her sweet voice cry from far,<br>That o’er the lonely waste fair fields there are,<br>Fair days that know not any change or care?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me depart, since ye are happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Puellae.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, no! not far thou heardest her, but nigh;<br>Nigh, ’twixt the waste’s edge and the darkling sky.<br>Turn back again, too soon it is to die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Abide! a little while be happy here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amans.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How with the lapse of lone years could I strive,<br>And can I die now that thou biddest live?<br>What joy this space ’twixt birth and death can give.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Can we depart, who are so happy here?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Morris">William Morris</a><div class=q>
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Whence comest thou, and whither goest thou?
Abide! abide! longer the shadows grow;
What hopest thou the dark to thee will show?

Abide! abide! for we are happy here.

Amans.

Why should I name the land across the sea
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