<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=116876" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Thou whose spell can raise the dead</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I<br>Thou whose spell can raise the dead,<br> Bid the prophet's form appear.<br>"Samuel, raise thy buried head!<br> "King, behold the phantom seer!"<br>Earth yawn'd; he stood the centre of a cloud:<br>Light changed its hue, retiring from his shroud.<br>Death stood all glassy in the fixed eye:<br>His hand was withered, and his veins were dry;<br>His foot, in bony whiteness, glitter'd there,<br>Shrunken and sinewless, and ghastly bare;<br>From lips that moved not and unbreathing frame,<br>Like cavern'd winds the hollow acccents came.<br>Saul saw, and fell to earth, as falls the oak,<br>At once, and blasted by the thunder-stroke.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> II<br>"Why is my sleep disquieted?<br>"Who is he that calls the dead?<br>"Is it thou, Oh King? Behold<br>"Bloodless are these limbs, and cold:<br>"Such are mine; and such shall be<br>"Thine, to-morrow, when with me:<br>"Ere the coming day is done,<br>"Such shalt thou be, such thy son.<br>"Fare thee well, but for a day,<br>"Then we mix our mouldering clay.<br>"Thou, thy race, lie pale and low,<br>"Pierced by shafts of many a bow;<br>"And the falchion by thy side,<br>"To thy heart, thy hand shall guide:<br>"Crownless, breathless, headless fall,<br>"Son and sire, the house of Saul!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Byron">Byron</a><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=116876" data-title="Thou whose spell can raise the dead de Byron" data-description="I/Thou whose spell can raise the dead,/ Bid the prophet's form appear./"Samuel, raise thy buried head!/ "King, behold the phantom seer!"/Earth yawn'd; he stood the centre of a cloud:/Light changed its hue, retiring from his shroud./Death stood all..."></div> </div> </div>

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