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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=454919" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Friendship and Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A DIALOGUE: Addressed to a young Lady.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Friendship:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In vain thy lawless Fires contend with mine,<br>Tho' Crouds unnumber'd fall before thy Shrine;<br>Let Youths, who ne'er aspir'd to noble Fame,<br>And the soft Virgin, kindle at thy Flame,<br>Thee, Son of Indolence and Vice, I scorn,<br>By Reason nourish'd, and of Virtue born.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Vain is that boasted Reason 'gainst my Dart,<br>I pierce the Sage's, as the vulgar Heart,<br>All Ages, Sexes, the soft Torment share,<br>The hoary Patriot, and the blooming Fair.<br>To narrow Limits is thy Sway confin'd,<br>To some few Breasts, I triumph o'er Mankind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Friendship: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">From grov'ling Sources, ever springs thy Pow'r,<br>Still varying Fancy, and frail Beauty's Flow'r:<br>Then with its Cause the short liv'd Ardour flies,<br>A flash of Passion that but gleams and dies.<br>Mine upon Virtue rais'd, still lives the same,<br>In gen'rous Hearts a constant equal Flame.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love is not always that degen'rate thing,<br>I too from Virtue, as from Beauty spring.<br>Thou to the same dull Circle ever true,<br>Know'st but one Form all Tempers to subdue<br>Wide is my Empire, manyfold my Arts,<br>And various are the Plumes that wing my Darts.<br>Here a Fair face allures desiring Eyes,<br>There Modesty and Sense enslave the Wise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus whilst each Pow'r with equal Warmth contends,<br>The Clouds divide, an heavenly Form descends,<br>Wings o'er his Shoulders mantling wav'd, behind<br>His snowy Garments floated in the wind;<br>A Wreath of mingled Flow'rs adorned his Head,<br>Immortal Flow'rs by Mold Ætherial fed,<br>Graceful he mov'd in Youth and Beauty's pride,<br>His Cheeks Aurora's op'ning Blushes dy'd,<br>A flaming Torch he bore, approaching now,<br>Fair Hymen Guardian of the nuptial Vow,<br>They knew and paus'd, He first the Silence broke,<br>Celestial Musick warbled as he spoke.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cease, rival Pow'rs, with Rage unjust to glow,<br>Ye both to Men the noblest Gifts bestow.<br>Howe'er by Folly or by Vice abus'd,<br>Blessings are turn'd to Curses when misus'd.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mine be the Praise the Gifts of both to blend.<br>And to the virtuous Lover join the Friend.<br>Thus shall Life glide away in mutual Joys,<br>Sweets that ne'er tire, and Rapture that ne'er cloys.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So blest an Union, Anna mayst thou prove,<br>A constant Friendship, in a tender Love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mark+Akenside">Mark Akenside</a><div class=q>
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Friendship:

In vain thy lawless Fires contend with mine,
Tho' Crouds unnumber'd fall before thy Shrine;
Let Youths, who ne'er aspir'd to noble Fame,
And the soft Virgin, kindle at thy Flame,
Thee, Son of In..."></div>
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