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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=498163" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Nightingale</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">As it fell upon a day <br> In the merry month of May, <br> Sitting in a pleasant shade <br> Which a grove of myrtles made, <br> Beasts did leap and birds did sing, <br> Trees did grow and plants did spring; <br> Every thing did banish moan, <br> Save the nightingale alone. <br> She, poor bird, as all forlorn, <br> Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn <br> And there sung the doleful'st ditty, <br> That to hear it was great pity. <br> Fie, fie, fie, now would she cry, <br> Teru, teru, by and by; <br> That to hear her so complain, <br> Scarce I could from tears refrain; <br> For her griefs so lively shown <br> Made me think upon mine own. <br> Ah, thought I, thou mourn'st in vain; <br> None takes pity on thy pain; <br> Senseless trees, they cannot hear thee; <br> Ruthless bears, they will not cheer thee; <br> King Pandion, he is dead, <br> All thy friends are lapp'd in lead; <br> All thy fellow birds do sing, <br> Careless of thy sorrowing; <br> Whilst as fickle fortune smil'd, <br> Thou and I were both beguil'd. <br> Every one that flatters thee <br> Is no friend in misery: <br> Words are easy, like the wind, <br> Faithful friends are hard to find; <br> Every man will be thy friend <br> Whilst thou hast wherewith to spend, <br> But if store of crowns be scant, <br> No man will supply thy want. <br> If that one be prodigal, <br> Bountiful they will him call; <br> And with such-like flattering <br> Pity but he were a king. <br> If he be addict to vice, <br> Quickly him they will entice; <br> If to women he be bent, <br> They have at commandëment; <br> But if fortune once do frown, <br> Then farewell his great renown; <br> They that fawn'd on him before <br> Use his company no more. <br> He that is thy friend indeed <br> He will help thee in thy need: <br> If thou sorrow, he will weep; <br> If thou wake, he cannot sleep; <br> Thus of every grief, in heart, <br> He with thee doth bear a part. <br> These are certain signs to know <br> Faithful friend from flatt'ring foe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Richard+Barnfield">Richard Barnfield</a><div class=q>
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 In the merry month of May, 
 Sitting in a pleasant shade 
 Which a grove of myrtles made, 
 Beasts did leap and birds did sing, 
 Trees did grow and plants did spring; 
 Every thing did banish moan, 
 Save the nightingale a..."></div>
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