<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355431" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet IX.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">BLEST is yon shepherd, on the turf reclined,<br>Who on the varied clouds which float above<br>Lies idly gazing--while his vacant mind<br>Pours out some tale antique of rural love!<br>Ah! he has never felt the pangs that move<br>Th' indignant spirit, when with selfish pride<br>Friends, on whose faith the trusting heart relied,<br>Unkindly shun th' imploring eye of woe!<br>The ills they ought to soothe with taunts deride,<br>And laugh at tears themselves have forced to flow.<br>Nor his rude bosom those fine feelings melt,<br>Children of Sentiment and Knowledge born,<br>Through whom each shaft with cruel force is felt,<br>Empoison'd by deceit--or barb'd with scorn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charlotte+Smith">Charlotte Smith</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=355431" data-title="Sonnet IX. de Charlotte Smith" data-description="BLEST is yon shepherd, on the turf reclined, Who on the varied clouds which float above Lies idly gazing--while his vacant mind Pours out some tale antique of rural love! Ah! he has never felt the pangs that move Th' indignant spirit, when with se..."></div> </div> </div>

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