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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396125" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>L'Amitté Est L'Amour</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why should my anxious breast repine. <br>Because my youth is fled?<br>Days of delight may still be mine; <br>Affection is not dead.<br>In tracing back the years of youth, <br>One firm record, one lasting truth, <br>Celestial consolation brings;<br>Bear it, ye breezes, to the seat, <br>Where first my heart responsive beat,- <br>'Friendship is Love without his wings!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through few, but deeply chequer'd years, <br>What moments have been mine!<br>Now half obscured by clouds of tears, <br>Now bright in rays divine;<br>Howe'er my future doom be cast, <br>My soul, enraptured with the past, <br>To one idea fondly clings<br>Friendship! that thought is all thine own, <br>Worth worlds of bliss, that thought alone -<br>'Friendship is Love without his wings!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where yonder yew-trees lightly wave <br>Their branches on the gale,<br>Unheeded heaves a simple grave, <br>Which tells the common tale;<br>Round this unconscious schoolboys stray, <br>Till the dull knell of childish play <br>From yonder studious mansion rings; <br>But here whene'er my footsteps move, <br>My silent tears too plainly prove <br>'Friendship is Love without his wings!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, Love! before thy glowing shrine <br>My early vows were paid; <br>My hopes, my dreams, my heart was thine, <br>But these are now decay'd; <br>For thine are pinions like the wind, <br>No trace of thee remains behind,<br>Except, alas! thy Jealous stings. <br>Away, away! delusive power, <br>Thou shalt not haunt my coining hour;<br>Unless, indeed, without thy wings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Seat of my youth! thy distant spire <br>Recalls each scene of joy;<br>My bosom glows with former fire,- <br>In mind again a boy.<br>Thy grove of elms thy verdant hill,<br>Thy eyery path delights me still, <br>Each flower a double fragrance flings;<br>Again, as once, in converse gay, <br>Each dear associate seems to say, <br>'Friendship is Love without his wings!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My Lycus! wherefore dost thou weep? <br>Thy falling tears restrain;<br>Affection for a time may sleep, <br>But, oh, 'twill wake again.<br>Think, think, my friend, when next we meet<br>Our long-wish'd interview, how sweet! <br>From this my hope of rapture springs;<br>While youthful hearts thus fondly swell, <br>Absence, my friend, can only tell'<br>'Friendship is Love without his wings!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In one, and one alone deceived, <br>Did I my error mourn?<br>No — from oppressive bonds relieved, <br>I left the wretch to scorn.<br>I turn'd to those my childhood knew, <br>With feelings warm, with bosoms true, <br>Twined with my heart's according strings;<br>And till those vital chords shall break, <br>For none but these my breast shall wake <br>Friendship the power deprived of wings!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ye few! my soul, my life is yours, <br>My memory and my hope;<br>Your worth a lasting love insures, <br>Unfetter'd in its scope;<br>From smooth deceit and terror sprung <br>With aspect fair and honey'd tongue, <br>Let Adulation wait on kings;<br>With joy elate, by snares beset, <br>We we, my friends, can ne'er forget <br>'Friendship is Love without his wings!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fictions and dreams inspire the bard <br>Who rolls the epic song;<br>Friendship and truth be my reward -<br>To me no bays belong-<br>If laurell'd Fame but dwells with lies, <br>Me the enchantress ever flies, <br>Whose heart and not whose fancy sings;<br>Simple and young, I dare not feign; <br>Mine be the rude yet heartfelt strain, <br>'Friendship is Love without his wings!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">December 1806</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Byron">Byron</a><div class=q>
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Because my youth is fled?
Days of delight may still be mine; 
Affection is not dead.
In tracing back the years of youth, 
One firm record, one lasting truth, 
Celestial consolation brings;
Bear it, ye breezes,..."></div>
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