<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=546194" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ballade Of The Unchanged Beloved</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(TO I----a)</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When rumour fain would fright my ear<br>With the destruction and decay<br>Of things familiar and dear,<br>And vaunt of a swift-running day<br>That sweeps the fair old Past away;<br>Whatever else be strange and new,<br>All other things may go or stay,<br>So that there be no change in you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">These loud mutations others fear<br>Find me high-fortressed 'gainst dismay,<br>They trouble not the tranquil sphere<br>That hallows with immortal ray<br>The world where love and lovers stray<br>In glittering gardens soft with dew--<br>O let them break and burn and slay,<br>So that there be no change in you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let rapine its republics rear,<br>And murder its red sceptre sway,<br>Their blood-stained riot comes not near<br>The quiet haven where we pray,<br>And work and love and laugh and play;<br>Unchanged, our skies are ever blue,<br>Nothing can change, for all they say,--<br>So that there be no change in you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>ENVOI</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Princess, let wild men brag and bray,<br>The pure, the beautiful, the true.<br>Change not, and changeless we as they--<br>So that there be no change in you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Richard+Le+Gallienne">Richard Le Gallienne</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=546194" data-title="Ballade Of The Unchanged Beloved de Richard Le Gallienne" data-description="(TO I----a) When rumour fain would fright my ear With the destruction and decay Of things familiar and dear, And vaunt of a swift-running day That sweeps the fair old Past away; Whatever else be strange and new, All other things may go or stay, S..."></div> </div> </div>

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