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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563784" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Midsummer Night, Not Dark, Not Light</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563784" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Midsummer night, not dark, not light,<br> Dusk all the scented air,<br>I'll e'en go forth to one I love,<br> And learn how he doth fare.<br>O the ring, the ring, my dear, for me,<br> The ring was a world too fine,<br>I wish it had sunk in a forty-fathom sea,<br> Or ever thou mad'st it mine.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563784" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Soft falls the dew, stars tremble through,<br> Where lone he sits apart,<br>Would I might steal his grief away<br> To hide in mine own heart.<br>Would, would 'twere shut in yon blossom fair,<br> The sorrow that bows thy head,<br>Then—I would gather it, to thee unaware,<br> And break my heart in thy stead.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=563784" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">That charm?flower, far from thy bower,<br> I'd bear the long hours through,<br>Thou should'st forget, and my sad breast<br> The sorrows twain should rue.<br>O sad flower, O sad, sad ring to me.<br> The ring was a world too fine;<br>And would it had sunk in a forty-fathom sea,<br> Ere the morn that made it mine.</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=Jean+Ingelow">Jean Ingelow</a></strong></div>

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