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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=355152" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To G.A.G.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=355152" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A hasty jest I once let fall-<br>As jests are wont to be, untrue-<br>As if the sum of joy to you<br>Were hunt and picnic, rout and ball.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=355152" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Your eyes met mine: I did not blame;<br>You saw it: but I touched too near<br>Some noble nerve; a silent tear<br>Spoke soft reproach, and lofty shame.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=355152" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I do not wish those words unsaid.<br>Unspoilt by praise and pleasure, you<br>In that one look to woman grew,<br>While with a child, I thought, I played.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=355152" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Next to mine own beloved so long!<br>I have not spent my heart in vain.<br>I watched the blade; I see the grain;<br>A woman's soul, most soft, yet strong.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=355152" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Eversley, 1856.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Charles+Kingsley">Charles Kingsley</a></strong></div>

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