<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519614" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Eleu Loro</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where shall the lover rest <br>Whom the fates sever <br>From his true maiden’s breast <br>Parted for ever? <br>Where, through groves deep and high <br>Sounds the far billow, <br>Where early violets die <br>Under the willow. <br>Eleu loro <br>Soft shall be his pillow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There through the summer day <br>Cool streams are laving: <br>There, while the tempests sway, <br>Scarce are boughs waving; <br>There thy rest shalt thou take,<br>Parted for ever, <br>Never again to wake <br>Never, O never! <br>Eleu loro <br>Never, O never! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where shall the traitor rest, <br>He, the deceiver, <br>Who could win maiden’s breast, <br>Ruin, and leave her? <br>In the lost battle, <br>Borne down by the flying, <br>Where mingles war’s rattle <br>With groans of the dying; <br>Eleu loro <br>There shall he be lying. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her wing shall the eagle flap <br>O’er the falsehearted; <br>His warm blood the wolf shall lap <br>Ere life be parted. <br>Shame and dishonour sit <br>By his grave ever; <br>Blessing shall hallow it <br>Never, O never! <br>Eleu loro <br>Never, O never!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sir+Walter+Scott">Sir Walter Scott</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=519614" data-title="Eleu Loro de Sir Walter Scott" data-description="Where shall the lover rest Whom the fates sever From his true maiden’s breast Parted for ever? Where, through groves deep and high Sounds the far billow, Where early violets die Under the willow. Eleu loro Soft shall be his pillow. Th..."></div> </div> </div>

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