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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=413261" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Who would be there to tell me</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=413261" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Who would be there to tell me<br>When I catch my falling star<br>where all my past years are<br>Many friends of mine in owe and plea<br>The ones I stirred for love like industrious bee<br> <br>Here rests his head upon the lap of earth<br>A man to fortune and to fame is unknown<br>Fair science frowned not in his humble birth<br>And misfortune with melancholy marked him for their own<br> <br>Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere<br>Heaven did a recommence as largely said<br>He gave to misery all he had, a tear<br>He gained from Heaven, it was all he wished, he never fret<br> <br>No further seek his merits to disclose<br>Or draw his frailties from their clear abode<br>There they alike in trembling hope repose<br>The bosom of his soul believes and God<br> <br>Let the moon climb over the grave into the vaults of the skies<br>How silent is the world, and how with a wane dimming face<br>What, may it be that even in Heavenly eternal place<br>This divine archer, this Queen of the night her sharp arrows tries<br> <br>     Copy Rights 2010<br>     ALL RIGHTS RESERVED</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=Isaac+Ziv">Isaac Ziv</a></strong></div>