<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=478402" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When The Lamp Is Shattered</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the lamp is shattered,<br>The light in the dust lies dead;<br> When the cloud is scattered,<br>The rainbow's glory is shed;<br> When the lute is broken,<br>Sweet tones are remembered not;<br> When the lips have spoken,<br>Loved accents are soon forgot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> As music and splendor<br>Survive not the lamp and the lute,<br> The heart's echoes render<br>No song when the spirit is mute:--<br> No song but sad dirges,<br>Like the wind through a ruined cell,<br> Or the mournful surges<br>That ring the dead seaman's knell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> When hearts have once mingled,<br>Love first leaves the well-built nest;<br> The weak one is singled<br>To endure what it once possessed.<br> O Love! who bewailest<br>The frailty of all things here,<br> Why choose you the frailest<br>For your cradle, your home, and your bier?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Its passions will rock thee,<br>As the storms rock the ravens on high;<br> Bright reason will mock thee,<br>Like the sun from a wintry sky.<br> From thy nest every rafter<br>Will rot, and thine eagle home<br> Leave thee naked to laughter,<br>When leaves fall and cold winds come.</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=478402" data-title="When The Lamp Is Shattered de Percy Bysshe Shelley" data-description="When the lamp is shattered, The light in the dust lies dead; When the cloud is scattered, The rainbow's glory is shed; When the lute is broken, Sweet tones are remembered not; When the lips have spoken, Loved accents are soon forgot. As music..."></div> </div> </div>

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