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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529975" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lalla Rookh</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">"How sweetly," said the trembling maid, <br>Of her own gentle voice afraid,<br>So long had they in silence stood,<br>Looking upon that tranquil flood--<br>"How sweetly does the moon-beam smile<br>To-night upon yon leafy isle!<br>Oft in my fancy's wanderings,<br>I've wish'd that little isle had wings,<br>And we, within its fairy bow'rs,<br>Were wafted off to seas unknown,<br>Where not a pulse should beat but ours,<br>And we might live, love, die alone!<br>Far from the cruel and the cold,--<br>Where the bright eyes of angels only<br>Should come around us, to behold<br>A paradise so pure and lonely.<br>Would this be world enough for thee?"--<br>Playful she turn'd, that he might see<br>The passing smile her cheek put on;<br>But when she mark'd how mournfully<br>His eyes met hers, that smile was gone;<br>And, bursting into heart-felt tears,<br>"Yes, yes," she cried, "my hourly fears<br>My dreams have boded all too right--<br>We part--for ever part--to-night!<br>I knew, I knew it could not last--<br>'Twas bright, 'twas heav'nly, but 'tis past!<br>Oh! ever thus, from childhood's hour,<br>I've seen my fondest hopes decay;<br>I never lov'd a tree or flow'r,<br>But 'twas the first to fade away.<br>I never nurs'd a dear gazelle<br>To glad me with its soft black eye,<br>But when it came to know me well<br>And love me, it was sure to die!<br>Now too--the joy most like divine<br>Of all I ever dreamt or knew,<br>To see thee, hear thee, call thee mine,--<br>Oh misery! must I lose that too?<br>Yet go--on peril's brink we meet;--<br>Those frightful rocks--that treach'rous sea--<br>No, never come again--though sweet,<br>Though heav'n, it may be death to thee.<br>Farewell--and blessings on thy way,<br>Where'er thou goest, beloved stranger!<br>Better to sit and watch that ray,<br>And think thee safe, though far away,<br>Than have thee near me, and in danger!"</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=529975" data-title="Lalla Rookh de Thomas Moore" data-description=""How sweetly," said the trembling maid, Of her own gentle voice afraid, So long had they in silence stood, Looking upon that tranquil flood-- "How sweetly does the moon-beam smile To-night upon yon leafy isle! Oft in my fancy's wan..."></div> </div> </div>
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