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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538003" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fatima And Raduan</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">FROM THE SPANISH.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Diamante falso y fingido,<br>Engastado en pedernal, &c.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>'False diamond set in flint! the caverns of the mine<br>Are warmer than the breast that holds that faithless heart of thine;<br>Thou art fickle as the sea, thou art wandering as the wind,<br>And the restless ever-mounting flame is not more hard to bind.<br>If the tears I shed were tongues, yet all too few would be<br>To tell of all the treachery that thou hast shown to me.<br>Oh! I could chide thee sharply--but every maiden knows<br>That she who chides her lover, forgives him ere he goes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Thou hast called me oft the flower of all Grenada's maids,<br>Thou hast said that by the side of me the first and fairest fades;<br>And they thought thy heart was mine, and it seemed to every one<br>That what thou didst to win my love, from love of me was done.<br>Alas! if they but knew thee, as mine it is to know,<br>They well might see another mark to which thine arrows go;<br>But thou giv'st me little heed--for I speak to one who knows<br>That she who chides her lover, forgives him ere he goes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'It wearies me, mine enemy, that I must weep and bear<br>What fills thy heart with triumph, and fills my own with care.<br>Thou art leagued with those that hate me, and ah! thou know'st I feel<br>That cruel words as surely kill as sharpest blades of steel.<br>'Twas the doubt that thou wert false that wrung my heart with pain;<br>But, now I know thy perfidy, I shall be well again.<br>I would proclaim thee as thou art--but every maiden knows<br>That she who chides her lover, forgives him ere he goes.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus Fatima complained to the valiant Raduan,<br>Where underneath the myrtles Alhambra's fountains ran:<br>The Moor was inly moved, and blameless as he was,<br>He took her white hand in his own, and pleaded thus his cause.<br>'Oh, lady, dry those star-like eyes--their dimness does me wrong;<br>If my heart be made of flint, at least 'twill keep thy image long;<br>Thou hast uttered cruel words--but I grieve the less for those,<br>Since she who chides her lover, forgives him ere he goes.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Cullen+Bryant">William Cullen Bryant</a><div class=q>
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Diamante falso y fingido,
Engastado en pedernal, &c.


'False diamond set in flint! the caverns of the mine
Are warmer than the breast that holds that faithless heart of thine;
Thou art fickle as the sea, thou art wandering as ..."></div>
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