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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519672" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Saint Cloud</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Soft spread the southern sumer night<br>Her veil of darksome blue; <br>Ten thousand stars combined to light <br>The terrace of Saint Cloud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The evening breezes gently sigh'd,<br>Like breath of lover true,<br>Bewailing the deserted pride<br>And wreck of sweet Saint Cloud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The drum's deep roll was heard afar, <br>The bugle wildly blew <br>Good-night to Hulan and Hussar <br>That garrison Saint Cloud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The startled Naiads from the shade <br>With broken urns withdrew <br>And silenced was that proud cascade, <br>The glory of Saint Cloud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We sate upon its steps of stone, <br>Nor could its silence rue <br>When waked, to music of our own, <br>The echoes of Saint Cloud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Slow Seine might hear each lovely note <br>Fall light as summer dew <br>While through the moonless air they float <br>Prolong'd from fair Saint Cloud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And sure a melody more sweet <br>His waters never knew, <br>Though music's self was wont to meet <br>With Princes at Saint Cloud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nor then, with more delighted ear, <br>The circle round her drew, <br>Than ours, when gather'd round to hear <br>Our songstress at Saint Cloud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Few happy hours poor mortals pass-â€” <br>Then give those hours their due, <br>And rank among the foremost class <br>Our evenings at Saint Cloud.</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>
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Her veil of darksome blue; 
Ten thousand stars combined to light 
The terrace of Saint Cloud.

The evening breezes gently sigh'd,
Like breath of lover true,
Bewailing the deserted pride
And wreck of sweet Saint..."></div>
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