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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=539332" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Skylark</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=539332" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Go, tuneful bird! that gladd'st the skies.<br>To Daphne's window speed thy way,<br>And there on quivering pinions rise,<br>And there thy vocal art display.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=539332" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And if she deign thy notes to hear,<br>And if she praise thy matin song,<br>Tell her the sounds that soothe her ear<br>To Damon's native plains belong.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=539332" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Tell her in livelier plumes array'd,<br>The bird from Indian groves may shine;<br>But ask the lovely partial maid<br>What are his notes compared to thine!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=539332" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Then bid her treat yon witless beau,<br>And all his flaunting race with scorn,<br>And lend an ear to Damon's woe, <br>Who sings her praise, and sings forlorn.</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+Shenstone">William Shenstone</a></strong></div>

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