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<blockquote data-quote="Achernar" data-source="post: 341000" data-attributes="member: 3190">Still yesterday he met my gaze, But now his eyes are darting shiftly! Till birdsong at first light he stayed,- Now larks are crows, met with hostility!So I am stupid, you are wise, You live, I lie dumbstricken, numb to you. O how the woman in me cries: &quot;O my dear love, what have I done to you?&quot;The ships of lovers-lost set sail, A white road takes the lover shunning you... Across the world a long-drawn wail: &quot;O my dear love, what have I done to you?&quot;There only yesterday he kneeled. He called me his &quot;Cathay&quot; admiringly. Then spread his palm out -- to reveal A rusty kopek, a life derisory.Like an infanticide in court I stand detested, shy, confronting you. Yet still I ask, when I am brought To Hell:&quot;O my dear love, what have I done to you?&quot;I asked the chair, I asked the bed: &quot;Why should I bear the pain, the misery?&quot; &quot;He wants to torture you&quot; they said, &quot;To kiss another. Where's the mistery?&quot;He taught me living -- at furnace heat, In icy steppe he left me suddenly. &quot;That is what you, dear, did to me! O my dear love, what have I done to you?&quot;Now all is plain -- don't contradict! I see again - I'm not your partner. A heart that love leaves derelict Is fair terrain for Death-the-Gardener.Why shake the tree? Ripe apples fall To earth themself and never trouble you... Forgive me now, forgive me all That I, dear love, have ever done to you!</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Achernar, post: 341000, member: 3190"] [I]Still yesterday he met my gaze,[/I] [I]But now his eyes are darting shiftly![/I] [I]Till birdsong at first light he stayed,-[/I] [I]Now larks are crows, met with hostility![/I] [I]So I am stupid, you are wise,[/I] [I]You live, I lie dumbstricken, numb to you.[/I] [I]O how the woman in me cries:[/I] [I]"O my dear love, what have I done to you?"[/I] [I]The ships of lovers-lost set sail,[/I] [I]A white road takes the lover shunning you...[/I] [I]Across the world a long-drawn wail:[/I] [I]"O my dear love, what have I done to you?"[/I] [I]There only yesterday he kneeled.[/I] [I]He called me his "Cathay" admiringly.[/I] [I]Then spread his palm out -- to reveal[/I] [I]A rusty kopek, a life derisory.[/I] [I]Like an infanticide in court[/I] [I]I stand detested, shy, confronting you.[/I] [I]Yet still I ask, when I am brought[/I] [I]To Hell:"O my dear love, what have I done to you?"[/I] [I]I asked the chair, I asked the bed:[/I] [I]"Why should I bear the pain, the misery?"[/I] [I]"He wants to torture you" they said,[/I] [I]"To kiss another. Where's the mistery?"[/I] [I]He taught me living -- at furnace heat,[/I] [I]In icy steppe he left me suddenly.[/I] [I]"That is what [B]you,[/B] dear, did to me![/I] [I]O my dear love, what have [B]I[/B] done to you?"[/I] [I]Now all is plain -- don't contradict![/I] [I]I see again - I'm not your partner.[/I] [I]A heart that love leaves derelict[/I] [I]Is fair terrain for Death-the-Gardener.[/I] [I]Why shake the tree? Ripe apples fall[/I] [I]To earth themself and never trouble you...[/I] [I]Forgive me now, forgive me all[/I] [I]That I, dear love, have ever done to you![/I] [/QUOTE]

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