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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=478378" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To-- Oh! there are spirits of the air</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dakrysi Dioisw Potmon Apotmon</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! there are spirits of the air,<br>And genii of the evening breeze,<br>And gentle ghosts, with eyes as fair<br>As star-beams among twilight trees:—<br>Such lovely ministers to meet<br>Oft hast thou turned from men thy lonely feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With mountain winds, and babbling springs,<br>And moonlight seas, that are the voice<br>Of these inexplicable things,<br>Thou didst hold commune, and rejoice<br>When they did answer thee; but they<br>Cast, like a worthless boon, thy love away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And thou hast sought in starry eyes<br>Beams that were never meant for thine,<br>Another’s wealth:—tame sacrifice<br>To a fond faith! still dost thou pine?<br>Still dost thou hope that greeting hands,<br>Voice, looks, or lips, may answer thy demands?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah! wherefore didst thou build thine hope<br>On the false earth’s inconstancy?<br>Did thine own mind afford no scope<br>Of love, or moving thoughts to thee?<br>That natural scenes or human smiles<br>Could steal the power to wind thee in their wiles?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, all the faithless smiles are fled<br>Whose falsehood left thee broken-hearted;<br>The glory of the moon is dead;<br>Night’s ghosts and dreams have now departed;<br>Thine own soul still is true to thee,<br>But changed to a foul fiend through misery.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This fiend, whose ghastly presence ever<br>Beside thee like thy shadow hangs,<br>Dream not to chase;—the mad endeavour<br>Would scourge thee to severer pangs.<br>Be as thou art. Thy settled fate,<br>Dark as it is, all change would aggravate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Percy+Bysshe+Shelley">Percy Bysshe Shelley</a><div class=q>
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Oh! there are spirits of the air,
And genii of the evening breeze,
And gentle ghosts, with eyes as fair
As star-beams among twilight trees:—
Such lovely ministers to meet
Oft hast thou turned from men thy lonely fe..."></div>
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