<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391531" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>He Never Smiled Again</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bark that held a prince went down,<br>The sweeping waves roll'd on;<br>And what was England's glorious crown<br>To him that wept a son?<br>He lived-for life may long be borne<br>Ere sorrow break its chain;-<br>Why comes not death to those who mourn?<br>-He never smiled again!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There stood proud forms around his throne,<br>The stately and the brave,<br>But which could fill the place of one,<br>That one beneath the wave?<br>Before him pass'd the young and fair,<br>In pleasure's reckless train,<br>But seas dash'd o'er his son's bright hair-<br>-He never smiled again!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He sat where festal bowls went round ;<br>He heard the minstrel sing,<br>He saw the Tourney's victor crown'd,<br>Amidst the knightly ring:<br>A murmur of the restless deep<br>Was blent with every strain,<br>A voice of winds that would not sleep-<br>-He never smiled again!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hearts, in that time, clos'd o'er the trace<br>Of vows once fondly pour'd,<br>And strangers took the kinsman's place<br>At many a joyous board;<br>Graves, which true love had bath'd with tears,<br>Were left to Heaven's bright rain,<br>Fresh hopes were born for other years-<br>-He never smiled again!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Felicia+Dorothea+Hemans">Felicia Dorothea Hemans</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=391531" data-title="He Never Smiled Again de Felicia Dorothea Hemans" data-description="The bark that held a prince went down, The sweeping waves roll'd on; And what was England's glorious crown To him that wept a son? He lived-for life may long be borne Ere sorrow break its chain;- Why comes not death to those who mourn? -He never s..."></div> </div> </div>

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