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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=483304" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Music For The Dying</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=483304" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ye who will help me in my dying pain,<br>Speak not a word: let all your voices cease.<br>Let me but hear some soft harmonious strain,<br>And I shall die at peace.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=483304" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Music entrances, soothes, and grants relief<br>From all below by which we are opprest;<br>I pray you, speak no word unto my grief,<br>But lull it into rest.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=483304" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Tired am I of all words, and tired of aught<br>That may some falsehood from the ear conceal,<br>Desiring rather sounds which ask no thought,<br>Which I need only feel:</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=483304" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A melody in whose delicious streams<br>The soul may sink, and pass without a breath<br>From fevered fancies into quiet dreams,<br>From dreaming into death.</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=Rene+Francois+Armand+Prudhomme">Rene Francois Armand Prudhomme</a></strong></div>

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