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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=343084" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Stanzas to Cynthio</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">As o'er the sands the youthful Cynthio strayed,<br>Moist from the wave he saw a pebble shine,<br>While, with its borrowed lustre charmed, he said<br>&quot;Henceforth this sparkling treasure shall be mine.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But when his hand had dried the glistening prize,<br>Wond'ring he found the pebble beamed no more!<br>Then, having viewed it with disdainful eyes,<br>He, frowning, whirled it to its native shore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Suppress thy fruitless rage! and on thy heart<br>Let this, sweet boy, a moral truth impress,<br>To blunt the power of Disappointment's dart,<br>And make the dangerous sway of Fancy less.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As o'er the pebble's form the waves had shed<br>In silver dews a soft attractive power,<br>So Fancy's hand delights in youth to spread<br>Delusive colours on the future hour.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Moist from her pencil tempting scenes arise;<br>On common life, romance's tints she lays;<br>Till cold Reality her hand applies,<br>And at the touch each flattered form decays.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ingenuous boy, warned by experience, now<br>The pebble's charms shall tempt thine eyes no more;<br>Would that my verse, my Cynthio, could bestow<br>A shield to guard thee against Fancy's power!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Amelia+Opie">Amelia Opie</a><div class=q>
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