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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=512803" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On The Christening Of A Friend's Child</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This day among the faithful placed,<br>And fed with fontal manna,<br>O with maternal title graced<br>Dear Anna's dearest Anna!--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While others wish thee wise and fair,<br>A maid of spotless fame,<br>I'll breathe this more compendious prayer--<br>May'st thou deserve thy name!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thy mother's name--a potent spell,<br>That bids the virtues hie<br>From mystic grove and living cell<br>Confess'd to fancy's eye;--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Meek quietness without offence;<br>Content in homespun kirtle;<br>True love; and true love's innocence,<br>White blossom of the myrtle!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Associates of thy name, sweet child!<br>These virtues may'st thou win;<br>With face as eloquently mild<br>To say, they lodge within.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So, when her tale of days all flown,<br>Thy mother shall be mist here;<br>When Heaven at length shall claim its own,<br>And angels snatch their sister;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some hoary-headed friend, perchance,<br>May gaze with stifled breath;<br>And oft, in momentary trance,<br>Forget the waste of death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ev'n thus a lovely rose I view'd,<br>In summer-swelling pride;<br>Nor mark'd the bud, that green and rude<br>Peep'd at the rose's side.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It chanced, I pass'd again that way<br>In autumn's latest hour,<br>And wond'ring saw the selfsame spray<br>Rich with the selfsame flower.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, fond deceit! the rude green bud<br>Alike in shape, place, name,<br>Had bloom'd, where bloom'd its parent stud,<br>Another and the same!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Samuel+Taylor+Coleridge">Samuel Taylor Coleridge</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=512803" data-title="On The Christening Of A Friend's Child de Samuel Taylor Coleridge" data-description="This day among the faithful placed, And fed with fontal manna, O with maternal title graced Dear Anna's dearest Anna!-- While others wish thee wise and fair, A maid of spotless fame, I'll breathe this more compendious prayer-- May'st thou deserve..."></div> </div> </div>
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