<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115928" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song (1912)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">All suddenly the wind comes soft,<br> And Spring is here again;<br>And the hawthorn quickens with buds of green,<br> A nd my heart with buds of pain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My heart all Winter lay so numb,<br> The earth so dead and frore,<br>That I never thought the Spring would come,<br> Or my heart wake any more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But Winter's broken and earth has woken,<br> And the small birds cry again;<br>And the hawthorn hedge puts forth its buds,<br> And my heart puts forth its pain.</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=115928" data-title="Song (1912) de Rupert Brooke" data-description="All suddenly the wind comes soft,/ And Spring is here again;/And the hawthorn quickens with buds of green,/ A nd my heart with buds of pain./My heart all Winter lay so numb,/ The earth so dead and frore,/That I never thought the Spring would come,..."></div> </div> </div>

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