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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Three Palinodias - 02 Conflict Of Wit And Beauty</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">SIR Wit, who is so much esteem'd,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And who is worthy of all honour,<br>Saw Beauty his superior deem'd</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">By folks who loved to gaze upon her;<br>At this he was most sorely vex'd.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Then came Sir Breath (long known as fit</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">To represent the cause of wit),</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Beginning, rudely, I admit,<br>To treat the lady with a text.<br>To this she hearken'd not at all,<br>But hasten'd to his principal:<br>"None are so wise, they say, as you,--<br>Is not the world enough for two?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">If you are obstinate, good-bye!<br>If wise, to love me you will try,<br>For be assured the world can ne'er<br>Give birth to a more handsome pair."</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">=</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">FAIR daughters were by Beauty rear'd,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Wit had but dull sons for his lot;<br>So for a season it appear'd</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Beauty was constant, Wit was not.<br>But Wit's a native of the soil,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">So he return'd, work'd, strove amain,<br>And found--sweet guerdon for his toil!--</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Beauty to quicken him again.</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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