<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519093" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fragment 01</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WHEN, upon the well-wrought chest,<br>Fiercely heat the howling wind,<br>And the oceans heaving breast<br>Filled with terror DanaCs mind ;<br>All in tears, her arm she throws<br>Over Perseus, as he lay<br>0, my babe, she said, what woes<br>On thy mothers bosom weigh!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou dost sleep with careless breast,<br>Slumbering in this dreary home,<br>Thou dost sweetly take thy rest,<br>In the darkness and the gloom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In thy little mantle there,<br>Passing wave thou dost not mind,<br>Dashing oer thy clustering hair,<br>Nor fhe voices of the wind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet if thou, my beauteous one!<br>Felt the weight of this deep woe,<br>Not unconscious would my son<br>Hear his mothers sorrows now.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet sleep on, my babe, I pray,<br>Sleep thou too, tumultuous deep<br>And th unmeasured cares that stay<br>On my heart,let them too sleep!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Father Jove! I ask of thee,<br>Vain their evil counsels make!<br>And, though bold the prayer may be,<br>Right my wrongs, for Perseus sake.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Simonides">Simonides</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=519093" data-title="Fragment 01 de Simonides" data-description="WHEN, upon the well-wrought chest, Fiercely heat the howling wind, And the oceans heaving breast Filled with terror DanaCs mind ; All in tears, her arm she throws Over Perseus, as he lay 0, my babe, she said, what woes On thy mothers bosom weigh! ..."></div> </div> </div>

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