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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539314" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song XVIII. - Imitated from the French</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, these are the scenes where with Iris I stray'd,<br>But short was her sway for so lovely a maid!<br>In the bloom of her youth to a cloister she run,<br>In the bloom of her graces too fair for a nun!<br>Ill-grounded, no doubt, a devotion must prove,<br>So fatal to beauty, so killing to love!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, these are the meadows, the shrubs, and the plains,<br>Once the scene of my pleasures, the scene of my pains;<br>How many soft moments I spent in this grove!<br>How fair was my nymph! and how fervent my love!<br>Be still though, my Heart! thine emotion give o'er;<br>Remember, the season of love is no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With her how I stray'd amid fountains and bowers<br>Or loiter'd behind, and collected the flowers!<br>Then breathless with ardour my fair one pursued,<br>And to think with what kindness my garland she view'd!<br>But be still, my fond Heart! this emotion give o'er;<br>Fain wouldst thou forget thou must love her no more.</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539314" data-title="Song XVIII. - Imitated from the French de William Shenstone" data-description="Yes, these are the scenes where with Iris I stray'd, But short was her sway for so lovely a maid! In the bloom of her youth to a cloister she run, In the bloom of her graces too fair for a nun! Ill-grounded, no doubt, a devotion must prove, So fat..."></div> </div> </div>
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