<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115816" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Clouds</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Down the blue night the unending columns press<br> In noiseless tumult, break and wave and flow,<br> Now tread the far South, or lift rounds of snow<br>Up to the white moon's hidden loveliness.<br>Some pause in their grave wandering comradeless,<br> And turn with profound gesture vague and slow,<br> As who would pray good for the world, but know<br>Their benediction empty as they bless.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They say that the Dead die not, but remain<br> Near to the rich heirs of their grief and mirth.<br> I think they ride the calm mid-heaven, as these,<br>In wise majestic melancholy train,<br> And watch the moon, and the still-raging seas,<br> And men, coming and going on the earth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rupert+Brooke">Rupert Brooke</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115816" data-title="Clouds de Rupert Brooke" data-description="Down the blue night the unending columns press/ In noiseless tumult, break and wave and flow,/ Now tread the far South, or lift rounds of snow/Up to the white moon's hidden loveliness./Some pause in their grave wandering comradeless,/ And turn wit..."></div> </div> </div>

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