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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=407971" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Linnet And The Cat</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WHEN fading Autumn's latest hours<br>Strip the brown wood, and chill the flowers,--<br>When evening, wint'ry, short, and pale,<br>Expires in many a hollow gale,--<br>And only morn herself looks gay,<br>When first she throws her quiv'ring ray<br>Where the light frost congeals the dew,<br>Flushing the turf with purple hue;<br>Gay bloom, whose transient glow can shed<br>A charm like Summer when 'tis fled!--<br>A Linnet among leafless trees<br>Sung, in the pauses of the breeze,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His farewell note, to fancy dear,<br>That ends the music of the year.<br>The short'ning day, the sadd'ning sky,<br>With frost and famine low'ring nigh;<br>The Summer's dirge he seem'd to sing,<br>And droop'd his elegiac wing.<br>Poor Bird! he read amiss his fate,<br>Nor saw the horrors of his state:<br>A prowling Cat, with jetty skin,--<br>Dark emblem of the mind within,--<br>Who feels no sympathetic pain,<br>Who hears unmov'd the sweetest strain,--<br>Fit but 'for stratagem and spoil,'<br>Mischief his pleasure and his toil,<br>Drew near--and shook the wither'd leaves;--<br>The Linnet's flutt'ring bosom heaves--<br>Alarm'd he hears the rustling sound;<br>He starts--he pauses--looks around;<br>Too late--more near the savage draws,<br>And grasps the victim in his jaws!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Linnet's muse, a tim'rous maid,<br>Saw, and to Molly scream'd for aid;<br>A tear then fill'd her earnest eye,<br>Useless as dews on desarts lie;<br>But Molly's pity fell like showers<br>That feed the plants, and wake the flowers;<br>Heroic Molly dauntless flew,<br>And, scorning all his claws could do,<br>Snatch'd from Grimalkin's teeth his prey,<br>And bore him in her breast away.<br>His beating heart and wings declare<br>How small his hope of safety there;<br>Still the dire foe he seem'd to see,<br>And scarce could fancy he was free.<br>Awhile he cow'rd on Molly's breast,<br>Then upward sprung, and sought his nest.<br>Dear Molly! for thy tender speed,<br>Thy fearless pity's gentle deed,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A ribbon-garland, 'rosy red,'<br>My votive gift, shall deck thy head;<br>That garland at the village fair<br>Shalt thou, dear maid, in triumph wear;<br>And may the blooming wreath obtain<br>The youth thy heart desires to gain.<br>And thou, sweet Bird, whom rapture fills,<br>Who feel'st no sense of future ills,--<br>That sense which human peace destroys,<br>And murders all our present joys,--<br>Still soothe with song th' autumnal hours;<br>And when the wint'ry tempest lowers,<br>When snow thy shiv'ring plumes shall fill,<br>And icicles shall load thy bill,<br>Come fearless to my friendly shed,<br>This careful hand the crumbs shall spread,<br>Then peck secure, these watchful eyes<br>Shall guard my Linnet from surprise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Helen+Maria+Williams">Helen Maria Williams</a><div class=q>
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Strip the brown wood, and chill the flowers,--
When evening, wint'ry, short, and pale,
Expires in many a hollow gale,--
And only morn herself looks gay,
When first she throws her quiv'ring ray
Where the light fros..."></div>
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