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Toronto, Ontario
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and grillin!!!
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And she gaz'd from the lattice window high,
Where a white steed's hoofs were ringing on,
With a beating heart, and a smother'd sigh.
Why doth she gaze thro' the sunset rays—
Why doth she watch that white steed's track—
While a quivering smile on her red lip plays?
'Tis her own dear knight—will he not look back?
The steed flew fast—and the rider past—
Nor paus'd he to gaze at the lady's bower;
The smile from her lip is gone at last—
There are tears on her cheek—like the dew on a flower!
And “plague on these foolish tears,” she said,
“Which have dimm'd the view of my young love's track;
For oh! I am sure, while I bent my head,
It was then—it was then that my knight look'd back.”
On flew that steed with an arrow's speed;
He is gone—and the green boughs wave between:
And she sighs, as the sweet breeze sighs through a reed,
As she watches the spot where he last has been.
Oh! many a sun shall rise and set,
And many an hour may she watch in vain,
And many a tear shall that soft cheek wet,
Ere that steed and its rider return again!
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she never did nething but looked at the knight and sat in her bower hoping that he would look back and he came and went and she cried and when she was crying that was probably when the knight looked back...but she never did anything to make the knight look at her...and so nothing ever happened. if your saying thats what kassy feels your bullshitting yourself and not listening.
But the girl in the poem is drowning herself in sorrow and is a coward because she never did anything but look at him and so she never found out if he really shared the same feelings for her.
1 word...COWARD...good poem though but a lot of people only write about how they failed in life.
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But in order to understand something one must define the key topic of the issue they are adressing otherwise people will be lost in confusion.
My question is what did the girl who wrote the poem define as lust? because the biblical sin "Lust" is usually defined as a sexual craving (the craving of wealth or posessions is greed)...other definitions mean to want something in general
here are the 7 sins: http://deadlysins.com/sins/index.htm
it says specifically;
Lust is an inordinate craving for the pleasures of the body.
but I think the person who was describing the poem was trying to define THE LUST OF LOVE AS IN AFFECTION and there is nothing wrong with that...it's forcing yourself to give up on love that hurts the most which is what she was doing by lying to herself because she knew she didnt believe it...or atleast through my eyes. And when you lie to yourself it allready means your starting to give up hope.
Cant fool your feelings by talking to them because they speak a different language LOL
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