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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537521" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Song : On The Green Margin</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the green margin of the brook, <br>Despairing Phyllida reclined,<br>Whilst every sigh, and every look,<br>Declared the anguish of her mind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Am I less lovely then? (she cries,<br>And in the waves her form surveyed);<br>Oh yes, I see my languid eyes,<br>My faded cheek, my colour fled:<br>These eyes no more like lightning pierced,<br>These cheeks grew pale, when Damon first<br>His Phyllida betrayed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The rose he in his bosom wore,<br>How oft upon my breast was seen!<br>And when I kissed the drooping flower,<br>Behold, he cried, it blooms again!<br>The wreaths that bound my braided hair,<br>Himself next day was proud to wear<br>At church, or on the green.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While thus sad Phyllida lamented,<br>Chance brought unlucky Thyrsis on;<br>Unwillingly the nymph consented,<br>But Damon first the cheat begun.<br>She wiped the fallen tears away,<br>Then sighed and blushed, as who would say<br>Ah! Thyrsis, I am won.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Cowper">William Cowper</a><div class=q>
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Despairing Phyllida reclined,
Whilst every sigh, and every look,
Declared the anguish of her mind.

Am I less lovely then? (she cries,
And in the waves her form surveyed);
Oh yes, I see my languid eyes,
My faded ..."></div>
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