<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=117391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Oh Tell Me Not, I Shall Forget</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! tell me not I shall forget,<br>Amid the scenes of nature's reign,<br>The cheeks with bitter tear-drops wet,<br>The hearts whose every throb is pain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wood-bird's merry notes may ring,<br>Exulting ‘neath the clear blue sky:<br>But louder still the breezes bring<br>The echo of a sister's cry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The forest brook may sparkle fair,<br>And win my heart to love its sheen;<br>But still it shows me, mirror'd there,<br>The image of a distant scene.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The verdant sod around my feet,<br>The treasure of its flowers may spread,<br>And close embowering branches meet,<br>In fresh'ning coolness, o'er my head.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet not for these, oh! not for these,<br>Can I forget the Afric's woe,—<br>The sighs that float on every breeze,<br>The streaming tears that ceaseless flow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No! though the loveliness of earth<br>Hath touch'd my spirit like a spell,<br>And sooth'd me back to joy and mirth,<br>When darkness else had round it fell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though not the simplest bud, that droops<br>Beneath its weight of morning dew,<br>When light the orient zephyr stoops<br>To trifle with its petals blue;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though not a breeze that stirs the grove,<br>Or wing that cleaves the summer air,<br>But hath a link upon my love,<br>Or strikes some chord of feeling there;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet think not they can lull my heart,<br>To carelessness of human woe;<br>Or bid the bitter tears that start<br>For Afric's wrongs, no longer flow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Elizabeth+Margaret+Chandler">Elizabeth Margaret Chandler</a> from <i>Poetical Works</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=117391" data-title="Oh Tell Me Not, I Shall Forget de Elizabeth Margaret Chandler" data-description="Oh! tell me not I shall forget,/Amid the scenes of nature's reign,/The cheeks with bitter tear-drops wet,/The hearts whose every throb is pain./The wood-bird's merry notes may ring,/Exulting ‘neath the clear blue sky:/But louder still the breeze..."></div> </div> </div>

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