<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529977" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lesbia Hath a Beaming Eye</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lesbia hath a beaming eye, <br>But no one knows for whom it beameth; <br>Right and left its arrows fly, <br>But what they aim at no one dreameth. <br>Sweeter 'tis to gaze upon <br>My Nora's lid that seldom rises; <br>Few its looks, but every one, <br>Like unexpected light, surprises! <br>Oh, my Nora Creina, dear, <br>My gentle, bashful Nora Creina, <br>Beauty lies <br>In many eyes, <br>But Love in yours, my Nora Creina. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lesbia wears a robe of gold, <br>But all so close the nymph hath laced it, <br>Not a charm of beauty's mould <br>Presumes to stay where Nature placed it. <br>Oh! my Nora's gown for me, <br>That floats as wild as mountain breezes, <br>Leaving every beauty free <br>To sink or swell as Heaven pleases. <br>Yes, my Nora Creina, dear, <br>My simple, graceful Nora Creina, <br>Nature's dress <br>Is loveliness -- <br>The dress you wear, my Nora Creina. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lesbia hath a wit refined, <br>But, when its points are gleaning round us, <br>Who can tell if they're design'd <br>To dazzle merely, or to wound us? <br>Pillow'd on my Nora's heart, <br>In safer slumber Love reposes -- <br>Bed of peace! whose roughest part <br>Is but the crumpling of the roses. <br>Oh! my Nora Creina, dear, <br>My mild, my artless Nora Creina! <br>Wit, though bright, <br>Hath no such light <br>As warms your eyes, my Nora Creina.</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=529977" data-title="Lesbia Hath a Beaming Eye de Thomas Moore" data-description="Lesbia hath a beaming eye, But no one knows for whom it beameth; Right and left its arrows fly, But what they aim at no one dreameth. Sweeter 'tis to gaze upon My Nora's lid that seldom rises; Few its looks, but every one, Like unexpected l..."></div> </div> </div>

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