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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115784" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The night of storms has past</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">High waving heather'neath stormy blasts bending,<br>Midnight and moonlight and bright shining stars;<br>Darkness and glory rejoicingly blending,<br>Each rising to heaven and heaven descending;<br>Man's spirit away from the drear dungeon sending,<br>Bursting the fetters and breaking the bars.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All down the mountain-sides wild forests lending<br>The mighty voice to the life-giving wind;<br>Rivers their banks in the jubilee bending,<br>Fast through the valleys a reckless course wending,<br>Wilder and deeper their waters extending,<br>Leaving a desolate desert behind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shining and lowering, and swelling and dying,<br>Changing for ever from midnight to noon;<br>Roaring like thunder, like soft music sighing,<br>Shadows on shadows advancing and flying;<br>Lightning-bright flashes the deep gloom defying,<br>Coming as swiftly and fading as soon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Woods, you nedd not frown on me;<br>Spectral trees, that so dolefully<br>Shake your heads in the dreary sky,<br>You need not mock so bitterly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The night of storms has past;<br>The sunshine bright and clear<br>Gives glory to the verdent waste,<br>And warms the breezy air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I would leave my bed,<br>Its cheering smile to see,<br>To chase the visions from my head,<br>Whose forms have toubled me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In all the hours of gloom<br>My soul was rapt away;<br>I stood by a marble tomb<br>Where royal corpses lay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was just the time of eve,<br>When parted ghosts might come,<br>Above their prisoned dust to grieve<br>And wail their woeful doom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And truly at my side<br>I saw a shadowy thing,<br>Most dim, and yet its presence there<br>Curdled my blood with ghastly fear<br>And ghastlier wondering.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My breath I could not draw,<br>The air seemed uncanny;<br>But still my eyes with maddening gaze<br>Were fixed upon its fearful face,<br>And its were fixed on me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I fell down on the stone,<br>But could [not] turn away;<br>My words died a voiceless moan<br>When I began to pray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And atill it bent above,<br>Its features full in view;<br>It seemed close by and yet more far<br>Than this world from the farthest star<br>That tracks the boundless blue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Indeed 'twas not th space<br>Of earth or time between,<br>But the sea of deep eternity,<br>The gulf o'er which mortality<br>Has never, never been.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, bring not back again<br>The horror of that hour!<br>When its lips opened and a sound<br>Awoke the stillness reigning round,<br>Faint as a dream, but the earth shrank,<br>And heaven's lights shivered 'neath its power.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Woe for the day! Regina's pride,<br>Regina's hope is in the grave;<br>And who shall rule my land beside,<br>And who shall save?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Woe for the day! with gory tears<br>My countless sons this day shall rule;<br>Woe for the day! a thousand years<br>Cannot repair what one shall do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Woe for the day! 'twixt rain and wind<br>That sad lament was ringing;<br>It almost broke my heart to hear<br>Such dreamy, dreary singing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Emily+Bront%C3%AB">Emily Brontë</a> from <i>The Complete Poems of Emily Brontë</i><div class=q>
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