<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=354013" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Greek Girl’s Lament For Her Lover</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">IMRA! thy form is vanished <br>From the proud and patriot band; <br>Imra! thy voice is silent, <br>'Mongst the voices of the land. <br>And bravely hast thou fallen; <br>In joy didst thou depart; <br>Their chains shall never bind thee, <br>Young hero of my heart! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But with thee the dream is over <br>That bound my soul so long; <br>And the words of fame and glory <br>Have vanished from my song: <br>My heart which bounded proudly <br>Is as sad as sad can be; <br>I thought it beat for freedom, <br>But I feel it beat--for thee. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I thought the victory's triumph <br>Would have made my soul rejoice, <br>But that was when I listened <br>To the music of thy voice. <br>The dreams of fame and conquest, <br>Of my country being free; <br>What love were they to Zoë, <br>But most blessed dreams of thee? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is past--thy voice may never <br>Speak of triumph, or of love; <br>And the bright hope that was burning <br>Hath flown with thee above. <br>This earth contains no dwelling, <br>No land of rest for me; <br>When Hellas was my country, <br>I dwelt in it with thee!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Caroline+Elizabeth+Sarah+Norton">Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton</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=354013" data-title="The Greek Girl’s Lament For Her Lover de Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton" data-description="IMRA! thy form is vanished From the proud and patriot band; Imra! thy voice is silent, 'Mongst the voices of the land. And bravely hast thou fallen; In joy didst thou depart; Their chains shall never bind thee, Young hero of my heart! But..."></div> </div> </div>

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