<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=116701" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Own Shall Come to Me</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I come, I come! ye have called me long;<br>I come o'er the mountains, with light and song.<br>Ye may trace my step o'er the waking earth<br>By the winds which tell of the violet's birth,<br>By the primrose stars in the shadowy grass,<br>By the green leaves opening as I pass.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have breathed on the South, and the chestnut-flowers<br>By thousands have burst from the forest bowers,<br>And the ancient graves and the fallen fanes<br>Are veiled with wreaths on Italian plains;<br>But it is not for me, in my hour of bloom,<br>To speak of the ruin or the tomb!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have looked o'er the hills of the stormy North,<br>And the larch has hung all his tassels forth;<br>The fisher is out on the sunny sea,<br>And the reindeer bounds o'er the pastures free,<br>And the pine has a fringe of softer green,<br>And the moss looks bright, where my step has been.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have sent through the wood-paths a glowing sigh,<br>And called out each voice of the deep blue sky,<br>From the night-bird's lay through the starry time,<br>In the groves of the soft Hesperian clime,<br>To the swan's wild note by the Iceland lakes,<br>When the dark fir-branch into verdure breaks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the streams and founts I have loosed the chain;<br>They are sweeping on to the silvery main,<br>They are flashing down from the mountain brows,<br>They are flinging spray o'er the forest boughs,<br>They are bursting fresh from their sparry caves,<br>And the earth resounds with the joy of waves.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Burroughs">John Burroughs</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=116701" data-title="My Own Shall Come to Me de John Burroughs" data-description="I come, I come! ye have called me long;/I come o'er the mountains, with light and song./Ye may trace my step o'er the waking earth/By the winds which tell of the violet's birth,/By the primrose stars in the shadowy grass,/By the green leaves openi..."></div> </div> </div>

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