<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355487" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet XXI. Supposed To Written By Werter</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">GO! cruel tyrant of the human breast!<br>To other hearts thy burning arrows bear;<br>Go, where fond hope, and fair illusion rest;<br>Ah! why should love inhabit with despair!<br>Like the poor maniac I linger here,<br>Still haunt the scene where all my treasure lies;<br>Still seek for flowers where only thorns appear,<br>'And drink delicious poison from her eyes!'<br>Tow'rds the deep gulf that opens on my sight<br>I hurry forward, Passion's helpless slave!<br>And scorning Reason's mild and sober light,<br>Pursue the path that leads me to the grave!<br>So round the flame the giddy insect flies,<br>And courts the fatal fire by which it dies!</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=355487" data-title="Sonnet XXI. Supposed To Written By Werter de Charlotte Smith" data-description="GO! cruel tyrant of the human breast! To other hearts thy burning arrows bear; Go, where fond hope, and fair illusion rest; Ah! why should love inhabit with despair! Like the poor maniac I linger here, Still haunt the scene where all my treasure l..."></div> </div> </div>

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