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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>She</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I know her, her bitter silence,<br>Her tiredness of her words and cries,<br>Lives in the secret changing brightness <br>Of widened pupils of her eyes.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Her heart is opened with craving<br>Only to music of the verse,<br>Before the life of joy and playing,<br>She stands aloof and won’t converse. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Her steps aren’t heard or ever hurried:<br>They’re quiet, oddly smooth and fine,<br>She can’t be called a beauty, starry,<br>But keeps all happiness of mine. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And, if I might be selfish ever,<br>Or brave and proud, as I could –<br>I’ll learn the pain, so sweet and clever,<br>In her delirious, dreamy mood.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A source of light in pine and sadness, -- <br>She carries lightning in her hands,<br>Her dreams are clear, as clear the shadows<br>On flaming paradise’s sands.</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=Nikolai+Stepanovich+Gumilev">Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev</a></strong></div>