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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=558163" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Tried To Open The Wide Book Of Night</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I tried to open wide the book of night<br>To look into its eyes - like a lover<br>That pretended of his love confession as of right<br>And so to Hastings Gardens went I in the night.<br>Wide, wide before the long night stood<br>No corner stopped my glance no space<br>Its boundary showed and manifested <br>To my glance long tall continous lay the night<br>In its mischievous slumbering<br>Wherein it dreamt dreams I know not<br>Nor thereof heard the silent trees bespeak.<br>How many nights before me came<br>How many, many nights<br>And they were certes here like this night<br>As I look from the bastions to the sea<br>And fancy its silver bosom dance and gleam<br>In the moon’s amorous light to-night: <br>So gleamed the light on the sea-waves<br>When the French besieged and held<br>Our noble city: how many a lover<br>Stood looking on the sea and at his love<br>As mid-night in his satined robes tiptoed: <br>Rippling stood the waves and waters wild<br>And fancy its silver bosom dance and gleam<br>In the moon’s amorous light: <br>For years and years the welcome Briton stood<br>Perhaps here where stay I and his foot<br>Could be heard pace all sentinel<br>Into the dark glooms of silent night<br>From casements near opening on the seas<br>And houses nearby in dreaming bent<br>Through the long night, the long and weary night<br>That was of many nights that were<br>And will be of many nights that will<br>And when I stay not on the bastions and<br>Feel not the sea-breeze my face cool<br>Night after night will come and children small<br>Few years born will come and go: <br>And after children small will come again<br>Night after night will come and speak<br>Unto the rocks that front the sea<br>And playing with lapping sea-waves all the night<br>Unheard, unseen, unnoticed in the times<br>And in the flight of years and centuries full lost<br>And when night comes and still the sea<br>Will shine – its silver bosom dance and gleam<br>In the moon’s amorous light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Emmanuel+George+Cefai">Emmanuel George Cefai</a><div class=q>
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To look into its eyes - like a lover
That pretended of his love confession as of right
And so to Hastings Gardens went I in the night.
Wide, wide before the long night stood
No corner stopped my glance no spa..."></div>
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