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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455711" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Adieu to Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">LOVE, I renounce thy tyrant sway,<br>I mock thy fascinating art,<br>MINE, be the calm unruffled day,<br>That brings no torment to the heart; <br>The tranquil mind, the noiseless scene, <br>Where FANCY, with enchanting mien, <br>Shall in her right-hand lead along <br>The graceful patroness of Song;<br>Where HARMONY shall softly fling <br>Her light tones o'er the dulcet string; <br>And with her magic LYRE compose <br>Each pang that throbs, each pulse that glows; <br>Till her resistless strains dispense, <br>The balm of blest INDIFFERENCE. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">LOVE, I defy thy vaunted pow'r!<br>In still Retirement's sober bow'r<br>I'll rest secure;no fev'rish pain<br>Shall dart its hot-shafts thro' my brain, <br>No start'ling dreams invade my mind <br>No spells my stagnate pulses bind; <br>No jealous agonies impart <br>Their madd'ning poisons to my heart <br>But sweetly lull'd to placid rest, <br>The sensate tenant of my breast <br>Shall one unshaken course pursue, <br>Such as thy vot'ries never knew. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">SWEET SOLITUDE ! pure Nature's child, <br>Fair pensive daughter of the wild; <br>Nymph of the Forest; thee I press <br>My weary sick'ning soul to bless; <br>To give my heart the dear repose, <br>That smiles unmov'd at transient woes; <br>That shelter'd from Life's trivial cares, <br>Each calm delicious comfort shares; <br>While conscious rectitude of mind, <br>Blends with each thought a bliss refin'd, <br>And scorning fear's soul-chilling pow'r, <br>Dares court REFLECTION'S dang'rous hour, <br>To scrutinize with cautious art, <br>Each hidden channel of the heart. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, gentle maiden, let me stray,<br>Where Innocence for ever gay,<br>Shall lead me to her loveliest bow'rs<br>And crown my brow with thornless flow'rs;<br>And strew the weedy paths of time<br>With Resignation's balm sublime;<br>While Rosy SPRING, shall smiling haste,<br>On light steps o'er the dewy waste, <br>Eager her brightest gems to shed <br>Around my verdant perfum'd bed; <br>And in her train the glowing hours <br>Shall bathe their wings in scented show'rs; <br>And shake the fost'ring drops to earth, <br>To nurse meek blossoms into birth; <br>And when autumnal zephyrs fly <br>Sportive, beneath the sapphire sky, <br>Or in the stream their pinions lave, <br>Or teach the golden sheaves to wave; <br>I'll watch the ruby eye of day <br>In awful lustre glide away, <br>And closing sink to transient rest, <br>On panting Ocean's pearly breast. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">O SOLITUDE ! how blest the lot <br>Of her who shares thy silent cot! <br>Who with celestial peace, pursues <br>The pensive wand'rings of the MUSE; <br>To stray unseen where'er she leads, <br>O'er grassy hills and sunny meads, <br>Or at the still of Night's cold noon <br>To gaze upon the chilly Moon, <br>While PHILOMELA'S mournful Song <br>Meanders fairy haunts among, <br>To tell the hopeless LOVER'S ear, <br>That SYMPATHY'S FOND BIRD is near; <br>Whose note shall soothe his aching heart, <br>Whose grief shall emulate his smart; <br>And by its sadly proud excess, <br>Make every pang he suffers less; <br>For oft in passion's direst woes, <br>The veriest wretch can yield repose; <br>While from the voice of kindred grief, <br>We gain a sad, but kind relief. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">AH LOVE! thou barb'rous fickle boy,<br>Thou semblance of delusive joy,<br>Too long my heart has been thy slave:<br>For thou hast seen me wildly rave,<br>And with impetuous frenzy haste,<br>Heedless across the thorny waste,<br>And drink the cold dews, ere they fell<br>On my bare bosom's burning swell;<br>When bleak the wintry whirlwinds blew;<br>And swift the sultry meteors flew;<br>Yes, thou hast seen me, tyrant pow'r,<br>At freezing midnight's witching hour,<br>Start from my couch, subdu'd, oppres'd,<br>While jealous anguish wrung my breast,<br>While round my eager senses flew,<br>Dark brow'd Suspicion's wily crew,<br>Taunting my soul with restless ire,<br>That set my pulsate brain on fire.<br>What didst thou then ? Inhuman Boy!<br>Didst thou not paint each well-feign'd joy,<br>Each artful smile, each study'd grace<br>That deck'd some sordid rival's face;<br>Didst thou not feed my madd'ning sense<br>With Love's delicious eloquence,<br>While on my ear thy accents pour'd<br>The voice of him my soul ador'd, <br>His rapt'rous toneshis strains divine,<br>And all those vows that once were mine.<br>But mild Reflection's piercing ray,<br>Soon chas'd the fatal dream away,<br>And with it all my rending woes,<br>While in its place majestic rose<br>The Angel TRUTH !her stedfast mien<br>Bespoke the conscious breast serene;<br>Her eye more radiant than the day<br>Beam'd with persuasion's temper'd ray;<br>Sweet was her voice, and while she sung<br>Myriads of Seraphs hover'd round,<br>Eager to iterate the sound, <br>That on her heav'n-taught accents hung. <br>Wond'ring I gaz'd! my throbbing breast, <br>Celestial energies confest; <br>Transports, before unfelt, unknown, <br>Throng'd round my bosom's tremb'ling throne, <br>While ev'ry nerve with rapture strange, <br>Seem'd to partake the blissful change. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now with unmov'd and dauntless Eye,<br>I mark thy winged arrows fly;<br>No more thy baneful spells shall bind<br>The purer passions of my mind;<br>No more, false Love, shall jealous fears<br>Inflame my check with scalding tears;<br>Or shake my vanquish'd sense, or rend<br>My aching heart with poignant throes,<br>Or with tumultuous fevers blend,<br>Self-wounding, visionary woes. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No more I'll waste the midnight hour <br>In expectation's silent bow'r; <br>And musing o'er thy transcripts dear, <br>Efface their sorrows with a tear. <br>No more with timid fondness wait <br>Till morn unfolds her glitt'ring gate, <br>When thy lov'd song's seraphic sound, <br>Wou'd on my quiv'ring nerves rebound <br>With proud delight;no more thy blush <br>Shall o'er my cheek unbidden rush, <br>And scorning ev'ry strong controul, <br>Unveil the tumults of my soul. <br>No more when in retirement blest, <br>Shalt thou obtrude upon my rest; <br>And tho' encircled with delight, <br>Absorb my sense, obscure my sight, <br>Give to my eye the vacant glance, <br>The mien that marks the mental trance; <br>The fault'ring tonethe sudden start, <br>The trembling hand, the bursting heart; <br>The devious step, that strolls along <br>Unmindful of the gazing throng; <br>The feign'd indiff'rence prone to chide; <br>That blazonswhat it seeks to hide. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nor do I dread thy vengeful wiles, <br>Thy soothing voice, thy winning smiles, <br>Thy trick'ling tear, thy mien forlorn, <br>Thy pray'r, thy sighs, thy oaths I scorn; <br>No more on ME thy arrows show'r, <br>Capricious Love! I BRAVE THY POW'R.</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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I mock thy fascinating art,
MINE, be the calm unruffled day,
That brings no torment to the heart; 
The tranquil mind, the noiseless scene, 
Where FANCY, with enchanting mien, 
Shall in her right-hand lead along 
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