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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115593" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Captive Dove</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115593" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Poor restless dove, I pity thee;<br>And when I hear thy plaintive moan,<br>I mourn for thy captivity,<br>And in thy woes forget mine own.<br>To see thee stand prepared to fly,<br>And flap those useless wings of thine,<br>And gaze into the distant sky,<br>Would melt a harder heart than mine.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115593" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In vain ­ in vain! Thou canst not rise:<br>Thy prison roof confines thee there;<br>Its slender wires delude thine eyes,<br>And quench thy longings with despair.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115593" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Oh, thou wert made to wander free<br>In sunny mead and shady grove,<br>And, far beyond the rolling sea,<br>In distant climes, at will to rove!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115593" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Yet, hadst thou but one gentle mate<br>Thy little drooping heart to cheer,<br>And share with thee thy captive state,<br>Thou couldst be happy even there.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115593" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Yes, even there, if, listening by,<br>One faithful dear companion stood,<br>While gazing on her full bright eye,<br>Thou mightst forget thy native wood.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=115593" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But thou, poor solitary dove,<br>Must make, unheard, thy joyless moan;<br>The heart, that Nature formed to love,<br>Must pine, neglected, and alone.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Anne+Bront%C3%AB">Anne Brontë</a></strong> from <em><a href="http://sources.citatepedia.com/from.php?a=Anne+Bront%C3%AB&d=Poems+by+Currer%2C+Ellis%2C+and+Acton+Bell">Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell</a></em></div>

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