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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=509950" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cornelia’s Jewels</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Among the haughtiest of her sex, in noble, quiet pride,<br>Cornelia stood, with mien that seemed their folly vain to chide:<br>No jewels sparkled on her brow, so high, so purely fair,<br>No gems were mingled ’mid her waves of dark and glossy hair;<br>And yet was she, amidst them all, despite their dazzling mien,<br>A woman in her gentle grace—in majesty a queen. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">While some now showed their flashing gems with vain, exulting air,<br>And others boasted of their toys, their trinkets rich and rare,<br>And challenged her to treasures bring that shone with equal light,<br>Proudly she glanced her dark eye o’er the store of jewels bright.<br>”Rich as these are,“ she answered then, ”and dazzling as they shine,<br>They cannot for one hour compete in beauty rare with mine! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“You all seem doubtful, and a smile of scorn your features wear,<br>Look on my gems, and say if yours are but one half as fair?”<br>The Roman matron proudly placed her children in their sight<br>Whose brows already bore the seal of intellectual might;<br>She pressed them to her, whilst each trait with radiance seemed to shine,<br>And murmur’d, “Tell me, dare you say, your jewels outshine mine?”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rosanna+Eleanor+Leprohon">Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon</a><div class=q>
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