<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=38383" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Little Girl Lost</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Children of the future age,<br>Reading this indignant page,<br>Know that in a former time<br>Love, sweet love, was thought a crime.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the age of gold,<br>Free from winter’s cold,<br>Youth and maiden bright,<br>To the holy light,<br>Naked in the sunny beams delight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once a youthful pair,<br>Filled with softest care,<br>Met in garden bright<br>Where the holy light<br>Had just removed the curtains of the night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There, in rising day,<br>On the grass they play;<br>Parents were afar,<br>Strangers came not near,<br>And the maiden soon forgot her fear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tired with kisses sweet,<br>They agree to meet<br>When the silent sleep<br>Waves o’er heaven’s deep,<br>And the weary tired wanderers weep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To her father white<br>Came the maiden bright;<br>But his loving look,<br>Like the holy book,<br>All her tender limbs with terror shook.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘Ona, pale and weak,<br>To thy father speak!<br>O the trembling fear!<br>O the dismal care<br>That shakes the blossoms of my hoary hair!’</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Blake">William Blake</a> from <i>Songs of Experience</i><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=38383" data-title="A Little Girl Lost de William Blake" data-description="Children of the future age,/Reading this indignant page,/Know that in a former time/Love, sweet love, was thought a crime./In the age of gold,/Free from winter’s cold,/Youth and maiden bright,/To the holy light,/Naked in the sunny beams delight...."></div> </div> </div>

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