<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529933" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>At the Mid Hour of Night</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly <br>To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in thine eye; <br>And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air, <br>To revisit past scenes of delight, thou wilt come to me there, <br>And tell me our love is remember'd, even in the sky. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then I sing the wild song 'twas once such pleasure to hear! <br>When our voices commingling breathed, like one, on the ear; <br>And, as Echo far off through the vale my said orison rolls, <br>I think, oh my love! 'tis thy voice from the Kingdom of Souls,<br>Faintly answering still the notes that once were so dear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Moore">Thomas Moore</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=529933" data-title="At the Mid Hour of Night de Thomas Moore" data-description="At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in thine eye; And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air, To revisit past scenes of delight, thou wilt come to me there, ..."></div> </div> </div>

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