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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=117557" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Sylvan Grave</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lay me not, when I die, in the place of the dead,<br>With the dwellings of men round my resting place spread,<br>But amidst the still forest, unseen and alone,<br>Where the waters go by with a murmuring tone;<br>Where the wild bird above me may wave its dark wing,<br>And the flowers I have loved from my ashes may spring;<br>Where affection's own blossom may lift its blue eye,<br>With an eloquent glance from the place where I lie.<br>Let the rose and the woodbine be there, to enwreath<br>A bright chaplet of bloom for the pale brow of death;<br>And the clover's red blossom be seen, that the hum<br>Of the honey-bee's wing, may for requiem come:<br>And when those I have loved, ‘midst the changes of earth,<br>The clouds of its sorrow, its sunshine of mirth,<br>Shall visit the spot where my cold relics lie,<br>And gaze on its flowers with a tear-moisten'd eye—<br>Let them think that my spirit still sometimes is there,<br>My breath the light zephyr that twines in their hair,<br>And these flowers, in their fragrance, a memory be,<br>To tell them thus sweet was their friendship to me.</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=117557" data-title="The Sylvan Grave de Elizabeth Margaret Chandler" data-description="Lay me not, when I die, in the place of the dead,/With the dwellings of men round my resting place spread,/But amidst the still forest, unseen and alone,/Where the waters go by with a murmuring tone;/Where the wild bird above me may wave its dark ..."></div> </div> </div>
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