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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539289" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Nancy of the Vale</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The western sky was purpled o'er<br>With every pleasing ray;<br>And flocks reviving felt no more<br>The sultry heats of day;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When from an hazel's artless bower<br>Soft warbled Strephon's tongue;<br>He blest the scene, he blest the hour,<br>While Nancy's praise he sung.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Let fops with fickle falsehood range<br>The paths of wanton love,<br>While weeping maids lament their change,<br>And sadden every grove:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'But endless blessings crown the day<br>I saw fair Esham's dale!<br>And every blessing find its way<br>To Nancy of the Vale.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">''Twas from Avona's banks the maid<br>Diffused her lovely beams,<br>And every shining glance display'd<br>The Naiad of the streams.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Soft as the wild-duck's tender young,<br>That float on Avon's tide;<br>Bright as the water-lily, sprung,<br>And glittering near its side</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Fresh as the bordering flowers her bloom,<br>Her eye all mild to view;<br>The little halcyon's azure plume<br>Was never half so blue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Her shape was like the reed so sleek,<br>So taper, strait, and fair;<br>Her dimpled smile, her blushing cheek,<br>How charming sweet they were!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Far in the winding vale retired,<br>This peerless bud I found,<br>And shadowing rocks and woods conspired<br>To fence her beauties round.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'That Nature in so lone a dell<br>Should form a nymph so sweet!<br>Or Fortune to her secret cell<br>Conduct my wandering feet!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Gay lordlings sought her for their bride,<br>But she would ne'er incline:<br>'Prove to your equals true,' she cried,<br>'As I will prove to mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">''Tis Strephon, on the mountain's brow,<br>Has won my right good will;<br>To him I gave my plighted vow,<br>With him I'll climb the hill.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Struck with her charms and gentle truth,<br>I clasp'd the constant fair;<br>To her alone I gave my youth,<br>And vow my future care.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And when this vow shall faithless prove,<br>Or I those charms forego;<br>The stream that saw our tender love,<br>That stream shall cease to flow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Shenstone">William Shenstone</a><div class=q>
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With every pleasing ray;
And flocks reviving felt no more
The sultry heats of day;

When from an hazel's artless bower
Soft warbled Strephon's tongue;
He blest the scene, he blest the hour,
While Nancy's praise he ..."></div>
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