<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421032" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song. Hush, Hush! Tread Softly!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">1.<br>Hush, hush! tread softly! hush, hush my dear!<br>All the house is asleep, but we know very well<br>That the jealous, the jealous old bald-pate may hear.<br>Tho' you've padded his night-cap -- O sweet Isabel!<br>Tho' your feet are more light than a Fairy's feet,<br>Who dances on bubbles where brooklets meet,--<br>Hush, hush! soft tiptoe! hush, hush my dear!<br>For less than a nothing the jealous can hear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">2.<br>No leaf doth tremble, no ripple is there<br>On the river, -- all's still, and the night's sleepy eye<br>Closes up, and forgets all its Lethean care,<br>Charm'd to death by the drone of the humming May-fly;<br>And the Moon, whether prudish or complaisant,<br>Hath fled to her bower, well knowing I want<br>No light in the dusk, no torch in the gloom,<br>But my Isabel's eyes, and her lips pulp'd with bloom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">3.<br>Lift the latch! ah gently! ah tenderly -- sweet!<br>We are dead if that latchet gives one little chink!<br>Well done -- now those lips, and a flowery seat --<br>The old man may sleep, and the planets may wink;<br>The shut rose shall dream of our loves, and awake<br>Full blown, and such warmth for the morning's take;<br>The stock-dove shall hatch her soft brace and shall coo,<br>While I kiss to the melody, aching all through!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Keats">John Keats</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=421032" data-title="Song. Hush, Hush! Tread Softly! de John Keats" data-description="1. Hush, hush! tread softly! hush, hush my dear! All the house is asleep, but we know very well That the jealous, the jealous old bald-pate may hear. Tho' you've padded his night-cap -- O sweet Isabel! Tho' your feet are more light than a Fairy's ..."></div> </div> </div>

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