<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115883" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Flight</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Voices out of the shade that cried,<br> And long noon in the hot calm places,<br>And children's play by the wayside,<br> And country eyes, and quiet faces -<br> All these were round my steady paces.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Those that I could have loved went by me;<br> Cool gardened homes slept in the sun;<br>I heard the whisper of water nigh me,<br> Saw hands that beckoned, shone, were gone<br> In the green and gold. And I went on.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For if my echoing footfall slept,<br> Soon a far whispering there'd be<br>Of a little lonely wind that crept<br> From tree to tree, and distantly<br> Followed me, followed me. . . .</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the blue vaporous end of day<br> Brought peace, and pursuit baffled quite,<br>Where between pine-woods dipped the way.<br> I turned, slipped in and out of sight.<br> I trod as quiet as the night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The pine-boles kept perpetual hush;<br> And in the boughs wind never swirled.<br>I found a flowering lowly bush,<br> And bowed, slid in, and sighed and curled,<br> Hidden at rest from all the world.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Safe! I was safe, and glad, I knew!<br> Yet - with cold heart and cold wet brows<br>I lay. And the dark fell. . . . There grew<br> Meward a sound of shaken boughs;<br> And ceased, above my intricate house;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And silence, silence, silence found me. . . .<br> I felt the unfaltering movement creep<br>Among the leaves. They shed around me<br> Calm clouds of scent, that I did weep;<br> And stroked my face. I fell asleep.</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=115883" data-title="Flight de Rupert Brooke" data-description="Voices out of the shade that cried,/ And long noon in the hot calm places,/And children's play by the wayside,/ And country eyes, and quiet faces -/ All these were round my steady paces./Those that I could have loved went by me;/ Cool gardened hom..."></div> </div> </div>

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