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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115276" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Requiem</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">To what bright world afar didst thou belong,<br>  Thou whose pure soul seemed not of mortal birth?<br> From what fair clime of flowers and love and song,<br>  Cam'st thou, a star beam to our shadowed earth?<br> What hadst thou done, sweet spirit in that sphere,<br>     That thou wert banished here?<br> <br> Here, where our blossoms early fade and die,<br>  Where autumn frosts despoil our loveliest bowers,<br> Where song goes up to heaven an anguished cry<br>  From wounded hearts, like perfume from crushed flowers;<br> Where Love despairing waits and weeps in vain,<br>     His Psyche to regain.<br> <br> Thou cam'st not unattended on thy way; --<br>  Spirits of grace and beauty, joy and love,<br> Were with thee ever, bearing each some ray<br>  From the far home that thou hadst left above;<br> And ever at thy side, upon our sight<br>     Gleamed forth their wings of light.<br> <br> We heard their voices in the gushing song<br>  That rose like incense from thy poet heart;<br> We saw the footsteps of the shining throng<br>  Glancing upon thy pathway, high apart,<br> Where in thy radiance thou didst walk the earth,<br>     Thou child of glorious birth.<br> <br> But the way lengthened and the song grew sad,<br>  Breathing those tones that find no echo here;<br> Aspiring, soaring, but no longer glad,<br>  Its mournful music fell upon the ear:<br> 'Twas the home-sickness of a soul that sighs<br>     For its own native skies.<br> <br> Then he that to earth's children comes at last,<br>  The angel-messenger, white-robed and pale,<br> Upon thy soul his sweet oblivion cast,<br>  And bore thee gently through the shadowy vale,<br> The fleeting years of thy brief exile o'er,<br>     Home to the blissful shore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Lynch+Botta">Anne Lynch Botta</a> from <i>Poems</i><div class=q>
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