<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115522" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Stanzas</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">If thou be in a lonely place,<br>If one hour's calm be thine,<br>As Evening bends her placid face<br>O'er this sweet day's decline;<br>If all the earth and all the heaven<br>Now look serene to thee,<br>As o'er them shuts the summer even,<br>One moment--think of me!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pause, in the lane, returning home;<br>'Tis dusk, it will be still:<br>Pause near the elm, a sacred gloom<br>Its breezeless boughs will fill.<br>Look at that soft and golden light,<br>High in the unclouded sky;<br>Watch the last bird's belated flight,<br>As it flits silent by.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hark! for a sound upon the wind,<br>A step, a voice, a sigh;<br>If all be still, then yield thy mind,<br>Unchecked, to memory.<br>If thy love were like mine, how blest<br>That twilight hour would seem,<br>When, back from the regretted Past,<br>Returned our early dream!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If thy love were like mine, how wild<br>Thy longings, even to pain,<br>For sunset soft, and moonlight mild,<br>To bring that hour again!<br>But oft, when in thine arms I lay,<br>I've seen thy dark eyes shine,<br>And deeply felt their changeful ray<br>Spoke other love than mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My love is almost anguish now,<br>It beats so strong and true;<br>'Twere rapture, could I deem that thou<br>Such anguish ever knew.<br>I have been but thy transient flower,<br>Thou wert my god divine;<br>Till checked by death's congealing power,<br>This heart must throb for thine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And well my dying hour were blest,<br>If life's expiring breath<br>Should pass, as thy lips gently prest<br>My forehead cold in death;<br>And sound my sleep would be, and sweet,<br>Beneath the churchyard tree,<br>If sometimes in thy heart should beat<br>One pulse, still true to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charlotte+Bront%C3%AB">Charlotte Brontë</a> from <i>Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell</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=115522" data-title="Stanzas de Charlotte Brontë" data-description="If thou be in a lonely place,/If one hour's calm be thine,/As Evening bends her placid face/O'er this sweet day's decline;/If all the earth and all the heaven/Now look serene to thee,/As o'er them shuts the summer even,/One moment--think of me!/Pa..."></div> </div> </div>

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