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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=38383" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Little Girl Lost</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=38383" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Children of the future age,<br>Reading this indignant page,<br>Know that in a former time<br>Love, sweet love, was thought a crime.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=38383" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In the age of gold,<br>Free from winter’s cold,<br>Youth and maiden bright,<br>To the holy light,<br>Naked in the sunny beams delight.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=38383" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Once a youthful pair,<br>Filled with softest care,<br>Met in garden bright<br>Where the holy light<br>Had just removed the curtains of the night.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=38383" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">There, in rising day,<br>On the grass they play;<br>Parents were afar,<br>Strangers came not near,<br>And the maiden soon forgot her fear.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=38383" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Tired with kisses sweet,<br>They agree to meet<br>When the silent sleep<br>Waves o’er heaven’s deep,<br>And the weary tired wanderers weep.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=38383" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">To her father white<br>Came the maiden bright;<br>But his loving look,<br>Like the holy book,<br>All her tender limbs with terror shook.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=38383" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">‘Ona, pale and weak,<br>To thy father speak!<br>O the trembling fear!<br>O the dismal care<br>That shakes the blossoms of my hoary hair!’</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=William+Blake">William Blake</a></strong> from <em><a href="http://sources.citatepedia.com/from.php?a=William+Blake&d=Songs+of+Experience">Songs of Experience</a></em></div>

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