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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396184" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Stanzas Composed During A Thunderstorm</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Chill and mirk is the nightly blast,<br> Where Pindus' mountains rise,<br>And angry clouds are pouring fast<br> The vengeance of the skies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our guides are gone, our hope is lost,<br> And lightnings, as they play,<br>But show where rocks our path have crost,<br> Or gild the torrent's spray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is yon a cot I saw, though low?<br> When lightning broke the gloom---<br>How welcome were its shade!---ah, no!<br> 'Tis but a Turkish tomb.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through sounds of foaming waterfalls,<br> I hear a voice exclaim---<br>My way-worn countryman, who calls<br> On distant England's name.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A shot is fired---by foe or friend?<br> Another---'tis to tell<br>The mountain-peasants to descend,<br> And lead us where they dwell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! who in such a night will dare<br> To tempt the wilderness?<br>And who 'mid thunder-peals can hear<br> Our signal of distress?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And who that heard our shouts would rise<br> To try the dubious road?<br>Nor rather deem from nightly cries<br> That outlaws were abroad.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Clouds burst, skies flash, oh, dreadful hour!<br> More fiercely pours the storm!<br>Yet here one thought has still the power<br> To keep my bosom warm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While wandering through each broken path,<br> O'er brake and craggy brow;<br>While elements exhaust their wrath,<br> Sweet Florence, where art thou?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not on the sea, not on the sea---<br> Thy bark hath long been gone:<br>Oh, may the storm that pours on me,<br> Bow down my head alone!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Full swiftly blew the swift Siroc,<br> When last I pressed thy lip;<br>And long ere now, with foaming shock,<br> Impelled thy gallant ship.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now thou art safe; nay, long ere now<br> Hast trod the shore of Spain;<br>'Twere hard if aught so fair as thou<br> Should linger on the main.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And since I now remember thee<br> In darkness and in dread,<br>As in those hours of revelry<br> Which Mirth and Music sped;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do thou, amid the fair white walls,<br> If Cadiz yet be free,<br>At times from out her latticed halls<br> Look o'er the dark blue sea;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then think upon Calypso's isles,<br> Endeared by days gone by;<br>To others give a thousand smiles,<br> To me a single sigh.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when the admiring circle mark<br> The paleness of thy face,<br>A half-formed tear, a transient spark<br> Of melancholy grace,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Again thou'lt smile, and blushing shun<br> Some coxcomb's raillery;<br>Nor own for once thou thought'st on one,<br> Who ever thinks on thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though smile and sigh alike are vain,<br> When severed hearts repine<br>My spirit flies o'er Mount and Main<br> And mourns in search of thine.</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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 Where Pindus' mountains rise,
And angry clouds are pouring fast
 The vengeance of the skies.

Our guides are gone, our hope is lost,
 And lightnings, as they play,
But show where rocks our path have crost,
 Or..."></div>
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