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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345256" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Letter To The Same Person</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sure of Success, to You I boldly write, <br>Whilst Love do's ev'ry tender Line endite; <br>Love, who is justly President of Verse, <br>Which all his Servants write, or else rehearse. <br>Phoebus (howe'er mistaken Poets dream) <br>Ne'er us'd a Verse, till Love became his Theme. <br>To his stray'd Son, still as his Passion rose, <br>He rais'd his hasty Voice in clam'rous Prose: <br>But when in Daphne he wou'd Love inspire, <br>He woo'd in Verse, set to his silver Lyre. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Trojan Prince did pow'rful Numbers join <br>To sing of War; but Love was the Design: <br>And sleeping Troy again in Flames was drest, <br>To light the Fires in pitying Dido's Breast. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Love without Poetry's refining Aid <br>Is a dull Bargain, and but coarsely made; <br>Nor e'er cou'd Poetry successful prove, <br>Or touch the Soul, but when the Sense was Love. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Oh! cou'd they both in Absence now impart <br>Skill to my Hand, but to describe my Heart; <br>Then shou'd you see impatient of your Stay <br>Soft Hopes contend with Fears of sad Delay; <br>Love in a thousand fond Endearments there, <br>And lively Images of You appear. <br>But since the Thoughts of a Poetick Mind <br>Will never be to Syllables confin'd; <br>And whilst to fix what is conceiv'd, we try, <br>The purer Parts evaporate and dye: <br>You must perform what they want force to do, <br>And think what your ARDELIA thinks of you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Kingsmill+Finch">Anne Kingsmill Finch</a><div class=q>
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Whilst Love do's ev'ry tender Line endite; 
Love, who is justly President of Verse, 
Which all his Servants write, or else rehearse. 
Phoebus (howe'er mistaken Poets dream) 
Ne'er us'd a Verse, till Love be..."></div>
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