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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=454935" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ode III: To A Friend, Unsuccessful In Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I.<br>Indeed, my Phædria, if to find<br>That wealth can female wishes gain<br>Had e'er disturb'd your thoughtful mind,<br>Or cost one serious moment's pain,<br>I should have said that all the rules,<br>You learn'd of moralists and schools,<br>Were very useless, very vain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II. <br>Yet I perhaps mistake the case—<br>Say, though with this heroic air,<br>Like one that holds a nobler chace,<br>You try the tender loss to bear,<br>Does not your heart renounce your tongue?<br>Seems not my censure strangely wrong<br>To count it such a slight affair?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">III.<br>When Hesper gilds the shaded sky,<br>Oft as you seek the well-known grove,<br>Methinks I see you cast your eye<br>Back to the morning scenes of love:<br>Each pleasing word you heard her say,<br>Her gentle look, her graceful way,<br>Again your struggling fancy move.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IV.<br>Then tell me, is your soul intire?<br>Does wisdom calmly hold her throne?<br>Then can you question each desire,<br>Bid this remain, and that begone?<br>No tear half-starting from your eye?<br>No kindling blush you know not why?<br>No stealing sigh, nor stifled groan?<br>Away with this unmanly mood!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">V.<br>See where the hoary churl appears,<br>Whose hand hath seiz'd the favorite good<br>Which you reserv'd for happier years:<br>While, side by side, the blushing maid<br>Shrinks from his visage, half-afraid,<br>Spite of the sickly joy she wears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VI.<br>Ye guardian powers of love and fame,<br>This chaste, harmonious pair behold;<br>And thus reward the generous flame<br>Of all who barter vows for gold.<br>O bloom of youth, o tender charms<br>Well-buried in a dotard's arms!<br>O equal price of beauty sold!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VII.<br>Cease then to gaze with looks of love:<br>Bid her adieu, the venal fair:<br>Unworthy she your bliss to prove;<br>Then wherefore should she prove your care?<br>No: lay your myrtle garland down;<br>And let awhile the willow's crown<br>With luckier omens bind your hair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VIII.<br>O just escap'd the faithless main,<br>Though driven unwilling on the land;<br>To guide your favor'd steps again,<br>Behold your better genius stand:<br>Where truth revolves her page divine,<br>Where virtue leads to honor's shrine,<br>Behold, he lifts his awful hand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IX.<br>Fix but on these your ruling aim,<br>And time, the sire of manly care,<br>Will fancy's dazzling colors tame<br>A soberer dress will beauty wear:<br>Then shall esteem by knowledge led<br>Inthrone within your heart and head<br>Some happier love, some truer fair.</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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Indeed, my Phædria, if to find
That wealth can female wishes gain
Had e'er disturb'd your thoughtful mind,
Or cost one serious moment's pain,
I should have said that all the rules,
You learn'd of moralists and schools,
Were very useless, very ..."></div>
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