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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391059" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To cinna</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cinna, the great Venusian told<br> In songs that will not die<br>How in Augustan days of old<br> Your love did glorify<br>His life and all his being seemed<br> Thrilled by that rare incense<br>Till, grudging him the dreams he dreamed,<br> The gods did call you hence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cinna, I've looked into your eyes,<br> And held your hands in mine,<br>And seen your cheeks in sweet surprise<br> Blush red as Massic wine;<br>Now let the songs in Cinna's praise<br> Be chanted once again,<br>For, oh! alone I walk the ways<br> We walked together then!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Perhaps upon some star to-night,<br> So far away in space<br>I cannot see that beacon light<br> Nor feel its soothing grace--<br>Perhaps from that far-distant sphere<br> Her quickened vision seeks<br>For this poor heart of mine that here<br> To its lost Cinna speaks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then search this heart, beloved eyes,<br> And find it still as true<br>As when in all my boyhood skies<br> My guiding stars were you!<br>Cinna, you know the mystery<br> That is denied to men--<br>Mine is the lot to feel that we<br> Shall elsewhere love again!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eugene+Field">Eugene Field</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=391059" data-title="To cinna de Eugene Field" data-description="Cinna, the great Venusian told In songs that will not die How in Augustan days of old Your love did glorify His life and all his being seemed Thrilled by that rare incense Till, grudging him the dreams he dreamed, The gods did call you hence. ..."></div> </div> </div>
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