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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391549" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mozart's Requiem</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">These birds of Paradise but long to flee<br>Back to their native mansion. ~ <br>Prophecy of Dante</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A Requiem! and for whom! <br>For beauty in its bloom? <br>For valour fall'n? a broken rose or sword? <br>A dirge for king or chief, <br>With pomp of stately grief, <br>Banner, and torch, and waving plume deplor'd? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not so, it is not so! <br>The warning voice I know, <br>From other worlds a strange mysterious tone; <br>A solemn funeral air <br>It call'd me to prepare, <br>And my heart answer'd secretly my own! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">One more then, one more strain, <br>In links of joy and pain, <br>Mighty the troubled spirit to inthrall! <br>And let me breathe my dower <br>Of passion and of power <br>Full into that deep lay the last of all! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The last! and I must go <br>From this bright world below, <br>This realm of sunshine, ringing with sweet sound! <br>Must leave its festal skies, <br>With all their melodies, <br>That ever in my breast glad echoes found! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet have I known it long: <br>Too restless and too strong <br>Within this clay hath been th' o'ermastering flame; <br>Swift thoughts, that came and went, <br>Like torrents o'er me sent, <br>Have shaken, as a reed, my thrilling frame. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like perfumes on the wind <br>Which none may stay or bind, <br>The beautiful comes floating thro' my soul; <br>I strive with yearnings vain, <br>The spirit to detain <br>Of the deep harmonies that past me roll! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Therefore disturbing dreams <br>Trouble the secret streams <br>And founts of music that o'erflow my breast; <br>Something far more divine <br>Than may on earth be mine, <br>Haunts my worn heart, and will not let me rest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall I then fear the tone <br>That breathes from worlds unknown?<br>Surely these feverish aspirations there <br>Shall grasp their full desire, <br>And this unsettled fire, <br>Burn calmly, brightly, in immortal air. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">One more then, one more strain; <br>To earthly joy and pain <br>A rich, and deep, and passionate farewell! <br>I pour each fervent thought <br>With fear, hope, trembling, fraught, <br>Into the notes that o'er my dust shall swell.</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>
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Back to their native mansion. ~ 
Prophecy of Dante

A Requiem! and for whom! 
For beauty in its bloom? 
For valour fall'n? a broken rose or sword? 
A dirge for king or chief, 
With pomp of stately grief, 
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