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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115030" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Miss Catharine Ten Eyck</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come and see our habitation,<br> condescend to be our guest;<br>Tho' the veins of warring nations<br> Bleed, yet here secure we rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By the light of Cynthia's crescent,<br> Playing thro' the waving trees;<br>When we walk, we wish you present<br> To participate our bliss.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Late indeed, the cruel savage<br> Here with looks ferocious stood;<br>Here the rustic's cot did ravage,<br> Stain'd the grass with human blood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Late their hands sent conflagration<br> Rolling thro' the blooming wild,<br>Siez'd with death, the brute creation<br> Mourn'd, while desolation smil'd.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spiral flames from tallest cedar<br> Struck to heav'n a heat intense;<br>They cancell'd thus with impious labour,<br> Wonders of Omnipotence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But when Conquest rear'd her standard,<br> And th' Aborigines were fled,<br>Peace, who long an exile wander'd,<br> Now return'd to bless the shade.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now Æolus blows the ashes<br> From sad Terra's black'ned brow,<br>While the whist'ling swain with rushes<br> Roofs his cot, late levell'd low.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the teeming womb of Nature<br> Bursting flow'rs exhale perfume;<br>Shady oaks, of ample stature,<br> Cast again a cooling gloom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Waves from each reflecting fountain,<br> Roll again unmix'd with gore,<br>And verging from the lofty mountain,<br> Fall beneath with solemn roar.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here, embosom'd in this Eden,<br> Cheerful all our hours are spent;<br>Here no pleasures are forbidden,<br> Sylvan joys are innocent.</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=115030" data-title="To Miss Catharine Ten Eyck de Ann Eliza Bleecker" data-description="Come and see our habitation,/ condescend to be our guest;/Tho' the veins of warring nations/ Bleed, yet here secure we rest./By the light of Cynthia's crescent,/ Playing thro' the waving trees;/When we walk, we wish you present/ To participate our..."></div> </div> </div>
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