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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396239" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Caroline: When I Hear That You Express An Affection So Warm</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I hear that you express an affection so warm,<br>Ne'er think, my beloved, that I do not believe;<br>For your lip would the soul of suspicion disarm,<br>And your eye beams a ray which can never deceive.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet, still, this fond bosom regrets, while adoring,<br>That love, like the leaf, must fall into the sear;<br>That age will come on, when remembrance, deploring,<br>Contemplates the scenes of her youth with a tear;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That the time must arrive, when, no longer retaining<br>Their auburn, those locks must wave thin to the breeze,<br>When a few silver hairs of those tresses remaining<br>Prove nature a prey to decay and disease.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis this, my beloved, which spreads gloom o'er my features,<br>Though I ne'er shall presume to arraign the decree,<br>Which God has proclaim'd as the fate of his creatures,<br>In the death which will one day deprive you of me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mistake not, sweet sceptic, the cause of emotion,<br>No doubt can the mind of your lover invade;<br>He worships each look with such faithful devotion,<br>A smile can enchant, or a tear can dissuade.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But as death, my beloved, soon or late shall o'ertake us,<br>And our breasts, which alive with such sympathy glow,<br>Will sleep in the grave till the blast shall awake us,<br>When calling the dead, in earth's bosom laid low,-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! then let us drain, while we may, draughts of pleasure,<br>Which from passion like ours may unceasingly flow;<br>Let us pass round the cup of love's bliss in full measure,<br>And quaff the contents as our nectar below. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">1805</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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Ne'er think, my beloved, that I do not believe;
For your lip would the soul of suspicion disarm,
And your eye beams a ray which can never deceive.

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