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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=393448" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Laura At The Harpsichord</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When o'er the chords thy fingers stray,<br>My spirit leaves its mortal clay,<br> A statue there I stand;<br>Thy spell controls e'en life and death,<br>As when the nerves a living breath<br> Receive by Love's command! [1]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">More gently zephyr sighs along<br>To listen to thy magic song;<br>The systems formed by heavenly love<br>To sing forever as they move,<br>Pause in their endless-whirling round<br>To catch the rapture-teeming sound;<br>'Tis for thy strains they worship thee,--<br>Thy look, enchantress, fetters me!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From yonder chords fast-thronging come<br> Soul-breathing notes with rapturous speed,<br>As when from out their heavenly home<br> The new-born seraphim proceed;<br>The strains pour forth their magic might,<br>As glittering suns burst through the night,<br>When, by Creation's storm awoke,<br>From chaos' giant-arm they broke.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Now sweet, as when the silv'ry wave<br> Delights the pebbly beach to lave;<br> And now majestic as the sound<br> Of rolling thunder gathering round;<br>Now pealing more loudly, as when from yon height<br>Descends the mad mountain-stream, foaming and bright;<br>Now in a song of love<br> Dying away,<br>As through the aspen grove<br> Soft zephyrs play:<br>Now heavier and more mournful seems the strain,<br>As when across the desert, death-like plain,<br>Whence whispers dread and yells despairing rise,<br>Cocytus' sluggish, wailing current sighs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Maiden fair, oh, answer me!<br> Are not spirits leagued with thee?<br> Speak they in the realms of bliss<br> Other language e'er than this?</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>
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My spirit leaves its mortal clay,
 A statue there I stand;
Thy spell controls e'en life and death,
As when the nerves a living breath
 Receive by Love's command! [1]

More gently zephyr sighs along
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