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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=383758" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Leave Thee for Awhile</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I leave thee for awhile, my love, I leave thee with a sigh; <br>The fountain spring within my soul is playing in mine eye; <br>I do not blush to own the tear,--let, let it touch my cheek, <br>And what my lip has failed to tell, that drop perchance may speak. <br>Mavourneen! when again I seek my green isle in the West, <br>Oh, promise thou wilt share my lot, and set this heart at rest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I leave thee for awhile, my love; but every hour will be <br>Uncheered and lonely till the one that brings me back to thee. <br>I go to make my riches more; but where is man to find <br>A vein of gold so rich and pure as that I leave behind? <br>Mavourneen! though my home might be the fairest earth possessed, <br>Till thou wouldst share and make it warm, this heart would know no rest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I leave thee for awhile, my love; my cheek is cold and white, <br>But ah, I see a promise stand within thy glance of light; <br>When next I seek old, Erin's shore, thy step will bless it too, <br>And then the grass will seem more green, the sky will have more blue. <br>Mavourneen! first and dearest loved, there's sunshine in my breast, <br>For thou wilt share my future lot, and set this heart at rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eliza+Cook">Eliza Cook</a><div class=q>
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The fountain spring within my soul is playing in mine eye; 
I do not blush to own the tear,--let, let it touch my cheek, 
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