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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=397013" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On The Silence Of A Young Lady</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">ON ACCOUNT OF THE IMAGINARY FLIGHT OF HER SUITOR.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Oh, heartless dove! mount in the skies, <br>Spread thy soft wing upon the gale, <br>Or on thy sacred pinions rise, <br>Nor brood with silence in the vale. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Breathe on the air thy plaintive note, <br>Which oft has filled the lonesome grove, <br>And Iet thy melting ditty float-- <br>The dirge of long lamented love. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Coo softly to the silent ear, <br>And make the floods of grief to roll; <br>And cause by love the sleeping tear, <br>To wake with sorrow from the soul </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Is it the loss of pleasures past <br>Which makes thee droop thy sounding wing? <br>Does winter's rough, inclement blast <br>Forbid thy tragic voice to sing? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Is it because the Fragrant breeze <br>Along the sky forbears to flow-- <br>Nor whispers low amidst the trees, <br>Whilst all the vallies frown below? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Why should a frown thy soul alarm, <br>And tear thy pleasures from thy breast? <br>Or veil the smiles of every charm, <br>And rob thee of thy peaceful rest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Perhaps thy sleeping love may wake, <br>And hear thy penitential tone; <br>And suffer not thy heart to break, <br>Nor let a princess grieve alone. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Perhaps his pity may return, <br>With equal feeling from the heart, <br>And breast with breast together burn, <br>Never--no, never more to part. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Never, till death's resistless blow, <br>Whose call the dearest must obey-- <br>In twain together then may go, <br>And thus together dwell for aye. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Say to the suitor, Come away, <br>Nor break the knot which love has tied-- <br>Nor to the world thy trust betray, <br>And fly forever from thy bride.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Moses+Horton">George Moses Horton</a><div class=q>
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Oh, heartless dove! mount in the skies, 
Spread thy soft wing upon the gale, 
Or on thy sacred pinions rise, 
Nor brood with silence in the vale. 


Breathe on the air thy plaintive note, 
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