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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408273" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bellambi's Maid</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amongst the thunder-splintered caves<br>On Ocean's long and windy shore,<br>I catch the voice of dying waves<br>Below the ridges old and hoar;<br>The spray descends in silver showers,<br>And lovely whispers come and go,<br>Like echoes from the happy hours<br>I never more may hope to know!<br>The low mimosa droops with locks<br>Of yellow hair, in dewy glade,<br>While far above the caverned rocks<br>I hear the dark Bellambi's Maid!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The moonlight dreams upon the sail<br>That drives the restless ship to sea;<br>The clouds troop past the mountain vale,<br>And sink like spirits down the lee;<br>The foggy peak of Corrimal,<br>Uplifted, bears the pallid glow<br>That streams from yonder airy hall<br>And robes the sleeping hills below;<br>The wandering meteors of the sky<br>Beneath the distant waters wade,<br>While mystic music hurries by -<br>The songs of dark Bellambi's Maid!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why comes your voice, you lonely One,<br>Along the wild harp's wailing strings?<br>Have not our hours of meeting gone,<br>Like fading dreams on phantom wings?<br>Are not the grasses round your grave<br>Yet springing green and fresh to view?<br>And does the gleam on Ocean's wave<br>Tide gladness now to me and you?<br>Oh! cold and cheerless falls the night<br>On withered hearts and hopes decayed:<br>And I have seen but little light<br>Since died the dark Bellambi's Maid!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Kendall">Henry Kendall</a><div class=q>
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On Ocean's long and windy shore,
I catch the voice of dying waves
Below the ridges old and hoar;
The spray descends in silver showers,
And lovely whispers come and go,
Like echoes from the happy hours
I never m..."></div>
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