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William Cullen Bryant - Song From The Spanish Of Iglesias

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Alexis calls me cruel; <br />The rifted crags that hold <br />The gathered ice of winter, <br />He says, are not more cold. <br /> <br />When even the very blossoms <br />Around the fountain's brim, <br />And forest walks, can witness <br />The love I bear to him. <br /> <br />I would that I could utter <br />My feelings without shame; <br />And tell him how I love him, <br />Nor wrong my virgin fame. <br /> <br />Alas! to seize the moment <br />When heart inclines to heart, <br />And press a suit with passion, <br />Is not a woman's part. <br /> <br />If man comes not to gather <br />The roses where they stand, <br />They fade among their foliage; <br />They cannot seek his hand.<br /><br />William Cullen Bryant<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-from-the-spanish-of-iglesias/

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