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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418664" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Living Remembrance</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418664" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">HALF vex'd, half pleased, thy love will feel,<br>Shouldst thou her knot or ribbon steal;<br>To thee they're much--I won't conceal;</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418664" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Such self-deceit may pardon'd be;<br>A veil, a kerchief, garter, rings,<br>In truth are no mean trifling things,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418664" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But still they're not enough for me.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418664" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">She who is dearest to my heart,<br>Gave me, with well dissembled smart,<br>Of her own life, a living part,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418664" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">No charm in aught beside I trace;<br>How do I scorn thy paltry ware!<br>A lock she gave me of the hair</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418664" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">That wantons o'er her beauteous face.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418664" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">If, loved one, we must sever'd be,<br>Wouldst thou not wholly fly from me,<br>I still possess this legacy,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418664" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">To look at, and to kiss in play.--<br>My fate is to the hair's allied,<br>We used to woo her with like pride,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418664" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And now we both are far away.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418664" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Her charms with equal joy we press'd,<br>Her swelling cheeks anon caress'd,<br>Lured onward by a yearning blest,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418664" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Upon her heaving bosom fell.<br>Oh rival, free from envy's sway,<br>Thou precious gift, thou beauteous prey.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418664" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Remain my joy and bliss to tell!</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=Johann+Wolfgang+von+Goethe">Johann Wolfgang von Goethe</a></strong></div>

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