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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529980" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Love and the Novice</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Here we dwell, in holiest bowers, <br>Where angels of light o'er our orisans bend; <br>Where sighs of devotion and breathings of flowers <br>To heaven in mingled odour ascend. <br>Do not disturb our calm, oh Love! <br>So like is thy form to the cherubs above, <br>It well might deceive such hearts as ours.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love stood near the Novice and listen'd, <br>And Love is no novice in taking a hint; <br>His laughing blue eyes soon with piety glisten'd; <br>His rosy wing turn'd to heaven's own tint. <br>&quot;Who would have thought,&quot; the urchin cries, <br>&quot;That Love could so well, so gravely disguise <br>His wandering wings, and wounding eyes?&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love now warms thee, waking and sleeping, <br>Young Novice, to him all thy orisons rise. <br>He tinges the heavenly fount with his weeping, <br>He brightens the censer's flame with his sighs. <br>Love is the Saint enshrined in thy breast, <br>And angels themselves would admit such a guest, <br>If he came to them clothed in Piety's vest.</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>
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Where angels of light o'er our orisans bend; 
Where sighs of devotion and breathings of flowers 
To heaven in mingled odour ascend. 
Do not disturb our calm, oh Love! 
So like is thy form to the cherubs abo..."></div>
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