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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519187" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, Chloris, that I now could sit <br>As unconcerned as when <br>Your infant beauty could beget <br>No pleasure, nor no pain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I the dawn used to admire, <br>And praised the coming day, <br>I little thought the growing fire <br>Must take my rest away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your charms in harmless childhood lay <br>Like metals in the mine: <br>Age from no face took more away <br>Than youth concealed in thine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But as your charms insensibly <br>To your perfection pressed, <br>Fond Love, as unperceived, did fly, <br>And in my bosom rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My passion with your beauty grew, <br>And Cupid at my heart, <br>Still as his mother favored you, <br>Threw a new flaming dart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each gloried in their wanton part: <br>To make a lover, he <br>Employed the utmost of his art; <br>To make a beauty, she.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though now I slowly bend to love, <br>Uncertain of my fate, <br>If your fair self my chains approve, <br>I shall my freedom hate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lovers, like dying men, may well <br>At first disordered be, <br>Since none alive can truly tell <br>What fortune they must see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sir+Charles+Sedley">Sir Charles Sedley</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=519187" data-title="Song de Sir Charles Sedley" data-description="Ah, Chloris, that I now could sit As unconcerned as when Your infant beauty could beget No pleasure, nor no pain. When I the dawn used to admire, And praised the coming day, I little thought the growing fire Must take my rest away. Your ch..."></div> </div> </div>
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