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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=393416" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Maiden's Lament</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The clouds fast gather,<br> The forest-oaks roar--<br> A maiden is sitting<br> Beside the green shore,--<br> The billows are breaking with might, with might,<br> And she sighs aloud in the darkling night,<br> Her eyelid heavy with weeping.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> "My heart's dead within me,<br> The world is a void;<br> To the wish it gives nothing,<br> Each hope is destroyed.<br> I have tasted the fulness of bliss below<br> I have lived, I have loved,--Thy child, oh take now,<br> Thou Holy One, into Thy keeping!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> "In vain is thy sorrow,<br> In vain thy tears fall,<br> For the dead from their slumbers<br> They ne'er can recall;<br> Yet if aught can pour comfort and balm in thy heart,<br> Now that love its sweet pleasures no more can impart,<br> Speak thy wish, and thou granted shalt find it!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> "Though in vain is my sorrow,<br> Though in vain my tears fall,--<br> Though the dead from their slumbers<br> They ne'er can recall,<br> Yet no balm is so sweet to the desolate heart,<br> When love its soft pleasures no more can impart,<br> As the torments that love leaves behind it!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Friedrich+Schiller">Friedrich Schiller</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=393416" data-title="The Maiden's Lament de Friedrich Schiller" data-description="The clouds fast gather, The forest-oaks roar-- A maiden is sitting Beside the green shore,-- The billows are breaking with might, with might, And she sighs aloud in the darkling night, Her eyelid heavy with weeping. "My heart's dead w..."></div> </div> </div>
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