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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455707" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Stanzas to Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">TELL ME, LOVE, when I rove o'er some far distant plain,<br>Shall I cherish the passion that dwells in my breast?<br>Or will ABSENCE subdue the keen rigours of pain,<br>And the swift wing of TIME bring the balsam of rest? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall the image of HIM I was born to adore,<br>Inshrin'd in my bosom my idol still prove?<br>Or seduced by caprice shall fine feeling no more,<br>With the incense of TRUTH gem the altar of LOVE? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I view the deep tint of the dew-dropping Rose,<br>Where the bee sits enamour'd its nectar to sip;<br>Then, ah say, will not memory fondly disclose<br>The softer vermilion that glow'd on HIS lip? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Will the SUN when he rolls in his chariot of fire,<br>So dazzle my mind with the glare of his rays,<br>That my senses one moment shall cease to admire<br>The more perfect refulgence that beam'd in HIS lays?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the shadows of twilight steal over the plain,<br>And the NIGHTINGALE pours its lorn plaint in the grove,<br>Ah! will not the fondness that thrills thro' the strain,<br>Then recall to my mind HIS dear accents of Love! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I gaze on the STARS that bespangle the sky,<br>Ah! will not their mildness some pity inspire;<br>Like the soul-touching softness that beam'd in HIS eye,<br>When the tear of REGRET chill'd the flame of DESIRE? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then spare, thou dear Urchin, thou soother of pain,<br>Oh! spare the sweet PICTURE engrav'd on my heart;<br>As a record of LOVE let it ever remain;<br>My bosom thy tablet thy pencil A DART.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mary+Darby+Robinson">Mary Darby Robinson</a><div class=q>
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Shall I cherish the passion that dwells in my breast?
Or will ABSENCE subdue the keen rigours of pain,
And the swift wing of TIME bring the balsam of rest? 

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