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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345764" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Songs In Sleep</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">If I could frame for you in cunning words<br>The songs my heart in sleep is often singing,<br>You'd fancy, love, an orquestra of birds<br>Upon their quivering throats the dawn were bringing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now in some wild, weird flush of melody<br>I'd feign the skylark, with his music sifting<br>The final films of nightshade from the lea,<br>And all the waking world to heaven uplifting.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then, ere the lengthening liquid solo went--<br>In skylark fashion--out of hearing o'er us,<br>I'd mock with skill, as sweet as my intent,<br>Thrustle and blackbird coming in for chorus.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's not a strain of joy the birds could sing,<br>I could not set to words that I've been dreaming;<br>But when I wake, alas! they all take wing,<br>And leave of music but the empty seeming.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Believe me, love, I sing to you, in sleep,<br>Songs that if voiced would waken you to pleasure;<br>Would you could hear them in your dreams, and keep<br>Their inner meaning, though you missed the measure.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anonymous+Americas">Anonymous Americas</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=345764" data-title="Songs In Sleep de Anonymous Americas" data-description="If I could frame for you in cunning words The songs my heart in sleep is often singing, You'd fancy, love, an orquestra of birds Upon their quivering throats the dawn were bringing. Now in some wild, weird flush of melody I'd feign the skylark, w..."></div> </div> </div>
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