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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540121" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Birth of Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Love was born of heavenly line, <br>What dire intrigues disturbed Cythera's joy! <br>Till Venus cried, 'A mother's heart is mine; <br>None but myself shall nurse my boy,' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, infant as he was, the child <br>In that divine embrace enchanted lay; <br>And, by the beauty of the vase beguiled, <br>Forgot the beverage--and pined away. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And must my offspring languish in my sight?' <br>(Alive to all a mother's pain, <br>The Queen of Beauty thus her court addressed) <br>'No: Let the most discreet of all my train <br>Receive him to her breast: <br>Think all, he is the God of young delight.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then TENDERNESS with CANDOUR joined, <br>And GAIETY the charming office sought; <br>Nor even DELICACY stayed behind: <br>But none of those fair Graces brought </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wherewith to nurse the child--and still he pined. <br>Some fond hearts to COMPLIANCE seemed inclined; <br>But she had surely spoiled the boy: <br>And sad experience forbade a thought <br>On the wild Goddess of VOLUPTUOUS JOY. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Long undecided lay th' important choice, <br>Till of the beauteous court, at length, a voice <br>Pronounced the name of HOPE:--The conscious child <br>Stretched forth his little arms, and smiled. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis said ENJOYMENT (who averred <br>The charge belonged to her alone) <br>Jealous that HOPE had been preferred <br>Laid snares to make the babe her own. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of INNOCENCE the garb she took, <br>The blushing mien and downcast look; <br>And came her services to proffer: <br>And HOPE (what has not Hope believed!) <br>By that seducing air deceived, <br>Accepted of the offer. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It happened that, to sleep inclined, <br>Deluded HOPE: for one short hour <br>To that false INNOCENCE'S power <br>Her little charge consigned. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Goddess then her lap with sweetmeats filled <br>And gave, in handfuls gave, the treacherous store: <br>A wild delirium first the infant thrilled; <br>But soon upon her breast he sunk--to wake no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Wordsworth">William Wordsworth</a><div class=q>
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What dire intrigues disturbed Cythera's joy! 
Till Venus cried, 'A mother's heart is mine; 
None but myself shall nurse my boy,' 

But, infant as he was, the child 
In that divine embrace enchanted lay; 
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