<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413294" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>His Sweetheart</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sylvia's lattices were dark­ <br> Roses made them narrow. <br>In the dawn there came a Spark, <br> Armèd with an arrow:<br>Blithe he burst by dewy spray, <br> Winged by bud and blossom, <br>All undaunted urged his way<br> Straight to Sylvia's bosom. <br>'Sylvia! Sylvia! Sylvia!' he <br> Like a bee kept humming, <br>'Wake, my sweeting; waken thee, <br> For thy Soldier's coming!' <br>Sylvia sleeping in the dawn, <br> Dreams that Cupid's trill is <br>Roses singing on the lawn, <br> Courting crested lilies. <br>Sylvia smiles and Sylvia sleeps,<br> Sylvia weeps and slumbers; <br>Cupid to her pink ear creeps, <br> Pipes his pretty numbers. <br>Sylvia dreams that bugles play, <br> Hears a martial drumming; <br>Sylvia springs to meet the day<br> With her Soldier coming. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Happy Sylvia, on thee wait<br> All the gracious graces! <br>Venus mild her cestus plait<br> Round thy lawns and laces! <br>Flora fling a flower most fair, <br> Hope a rainbow lend thee! <br>All the nymphs to Cupid dear<br> On this day befriend thee! <br>'Sylvia! Sylvia! Sylvia!' hear <br> How he keeps a-humming, <br>Laughing in her jewelled ear,<br> 'Sweet, thy Soldier's coming!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isabella+Valancy+Crawford">Isabella Valancy Crawford</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=413294" data-title="His Sweetheart de Isabella Valancy Crawford" data-description="Sylvia's lattices were dark­ Roses made them narrow. In the dawn there came a Spark, Armèd with an arrow: Blithe he burst by dewy spray, Winged by bud and blossom, All undaunted urged his way Straight to Sylvia's bosom. 'Sylvia! Sylvia..."></div> </div> </div>

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