<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=114992" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Mr. L-----</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun that gilds the western sky<br> And makes the orient red,<br>Whose gladsome rays delight the eye<br> And cheer the lonely shade,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Withdraws his vegetative heat,<br> To southern climes retires;<br>While absent, we supply his seat<br> With gross, material fires.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis new-year's morn; each rustic swain<br> Ambrosial cordials take;<br>And round the fire the festive train<br> A semi-circle make:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While clouds ascend, of sable smoke,<br> From pipes of ebon hue,<br>With inharmonick song and joke<br> They pass the morning through.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You tell me this is solitude,<br> This Contemplation's seat;<br>Ah no! the most impervious wood<br> Affords me no retreat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But let me recollect: 'tis said,<br> When Orpheus tun'd his lyre<br>The Fauns and Satyrs left the shade,<br> Warm'd by celestial fire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His vocal lays and lyra made<br> Inanimated marble weep;<br>Swift-footed Time then paus'd, 'tis said,<br> And sea-born monsters left the deep:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Impatient trees, to hear his strain<br> Rent from the ground their roots?---<br>Such is my fate, as his was then,<br> Surrounded here---by brutes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ann+Eliza+Bleecker">Ann Eliza Bleecker</a> from <i>The Posthumous Works of Ann Eliza Bleecker</i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=114992" data-title="To Mr. L----- de Ann Eliza Bleecker" data-description="The sun that gilds the western sky/ And makes the orient red,/Whose gladsome rays delight the eye/ And cheer the lonely shade,/Withdraws his vegetative heat,/ To southern climes retires;/While absent, we supply his seat/ With gross, material fires..."></div> </div> </div>

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