<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413246" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To dream her</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is it a dream or is it a scene<br>Is it a phantom only in my imagination seen? <br>Do I see her shadow in the forest’s gloom? <br>When the moon is in its nightly orbit loom<br>The sun has long sunk in the dusky skies<br>To veil its fair glories while I spy<br>The unclouded luster of her eyes<br>Her bashful beguiling beauties once descried<br>The vanquished roses lose their pride<br>And in their thorny leaves their blushes hide<br>Myrtles have lost their balmy girdle<br>And dropping lilies seen sadly to tell<br>A melancholic story how much her sweets their own excel<br>Watching her withdraws into the forest dark my soul pauses in pray<br>For the light breaks out and goes away<br>And I am on the look for the vanishing ray<br>But once she gone the lilies their heads rear<br>And with fresh balmy scents perfume the air<br>When the glory of their rival is not there<br>Again grown bold and proud the spreading rose<br>Its blooming buds does disclose<br>And into the vaulting skies its incense throws<br>..<br>..<br>I languish at her beguiling charms when she drew nigh<br>But if she disappears again I will die</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> copy rights 2010</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isaac+Ziv">Isaac Ziv</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413246" data-title="To dream her de Isaac Ziv" data-description="Is it a dream or is it a scene Is it a phantom only in my imagination seen? Do I see her shadow in the forest’s gloom? When the moon is in its nightly orbit loom The sun has long sunk in the dusky skies To veil its fair glories while I spy The..."></div> </div> </div>

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