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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537822" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">No more shall hapless Celia's ears<br>Be flattered with the cries<br>Of lovers drowned in floods of tears,<br>Or murdered by her eyes;<br>No serenades to break her rest,<br>Nor songs her slumbers to molest,<br>With my fa, la, la.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The fragrant flowers that once would bloom<br>And flourish in her hair,<br>Since she no longer breathes perfume<br>Their odours to repair,<br>Must fade, alas! and wither now <br>As placed on any common brow,<br>With my fa, la, la.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her lip, so winning and so meek,<br>No longer has its charms;<br>As well she might by whistling seek<br>To lure us to her arms;<br>Affected once, 'tis real now,<br>As her forsaken gums may show,<br>With my fa, la, la.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The down that on her chin so smooth<br>So lovely once appeared,<br>That, too, has left her with her youth,<br>Or sprouts into a beard;<br>As fields, so green when newly sown,<br>With stubble stiff are overgrown,<br>With my fa, la, la.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then, Celia, leave your apish tricks,<br>And change your girlish airs,<br>For ombre, snuff, and politics,<br>Those joys that suit your years;<br>No patches can lost youth recall,<br>Nor whitewash prop a tumbling wall,<br>With my fa, la, la.</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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Be flattered with the cries
Of lovers drowned in floods of tears,
Or murdered by her eyes;
No serenades to break her rest,
Nor songs her slumbers to molest,
With my fa, la, la.

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