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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=530030" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Legacy</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=530030" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When in death I shall calmly recline, <br>O bear my heart to my mistress dear, <br>Tell her it lived upon smiles and wine <br>Of the brightest hue, while it linger'd here. <br>Bid her not shed one tear of sorrow <br>To sully a heart so brilliant and light; <br>But balmy drops of the red grape borrow, <br>To bathe the relic from morn till night. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=530030" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When the light of my song is o'er, <br>Then take my harp to your ancient hall; <br>Hang it up at that friendly door, <br>Where weary travellers love to call.<br>Then if some bard, who roams forsaken, <br>Revive its soft note in passing along, <br>Oh! let one thought of its master waken <br>Your warmest smile for the child of song. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=530030" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Keep this cup, which is now o'erflowing, <br>To grace your revel, when I'm at rest; <br>Never, oh! never its balm bestowing <br>On lips that beauty hath seldom blest. <br>But when some warm devoted lover <br>To her he adores shall bathe its brim, <br>Then, then my spirit around shall hover, <br>And hallow each drop that foams for him.</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=Thomas+Moore">Thomas Moore</a></strong></div>