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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=530157" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On Mrs. Ar: F: Leaving London</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=530157" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">From Town fair Arabella flies,<br>The Beaux unpowder'd grieve,<br>The Rivers play before her eyes,<br>The Breezes softly breathing rise<br>The Spring begins to live. <br>Her Lovers swore they must expire<br>Yet quickly find their Ease,<br>For as she goes, their Flames retire<br>Love thrives before a nearer fire<br>Esteem by distant Rays.<br>Yet soon the Fair one will return<br>When Summer quits the Plain<br>Ye Rivers pour the weeping Urn,<br>Ye Breezes sadly sighing mourn,<br>Ye Lovers burn again.<br>'Tis constancy enough in Love<br>That Nature's fairly shewn<br>To search for more will fruitless prove<br>Romances and the Turtle Dove<br>The Virtue boast 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=Thomas+Parnell">Thomas Parnell</a></strong></div>