<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=116880" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My soul is dark</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I<br>My soul is dark—Oh! quickly string<br> The harp I yet can brook to hear;<br>And let thy gentle fingers fling<br> Its melting murmurs o'er mine ear.—<br>If in this heart a hope be dear,<br> That sound shall charm it forth again—<br>If in these eyes there lurk a tear,<br> 'Twill flow—and cease to burn my brain—</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> II<br>But bid the strain be wild and deep,<br> Nor let thy notes of joy be first—<br>I tell thee—Minstrel! I must weep,<br> Or else this heavy heart will burst—<br>For it hath been by sorrow nurst,<br> And ached in sleepless silence long—<br>And now 'tis doom'd to know the worst,<br> And break at once—or yield to song.</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=116880" data-title="My soul is dark de Byron" data-description="I/My soul is dark—Oh! quickly string/ The harp I yet can brook to hear;/And let thy gentle fingers fling/ Its melting murmurs o'er mine ear.—/If in this heart a hope be dear,/ That sound shall charm it forth again—/If in these eyes there lur..."></div> </div> </div>

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