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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=117229" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Harlequin</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The world lay brown and barren at the closing of the year,<br>Where the rushes shook and shuddered on the borders of the mere,<br>And the troubled tide ran shoreward, where the estuaries twined<br>Through the wide and empty marsh toward the sullen hills behind:<br>And the smoke-engirdled city sulked beneath the leaden skies,<br>With the rain-tears slowly sliding from her million window eyes,<br>And the fog-ghost limped and lingered past the buildings clad in grime,<br>Till the Frost King gave the signal for the Christmas pantomime!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then we heard the winds of winter on their brazen trumpets blow<br>The summons for the ballet of the nimble-footed snow,<br>And the flakes, all silver-spangled, through the mazy measures wound,<br>Till each finished out his figure, and took station on the ground.<br>And the drifts, in shining armor, and with gem-encrusted shields,<br>Spread their wide-deployed battalions on the drill-ground of the fields,<br>Till the hillside shone and shimmered with the armies of the rime,<br>As the Frost King gave the signal for the Christmas pantomime !</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He spread a crystal carpet on the rush-encircled pond,<br>And looped about with ermine all the hemlock-trees beyond:<br>He strung his gleaming icicles along the scowling eaves,<br>And decked the barren branches of the oak with snowy leaves,<br>And, when the world was silver-girt with garland and festoon,<br>He drew the cloudy curtain that had lain across the moon,<br>And his wand awoke the wonders of his dazzling distant clime,<br>When the Frost King gave the signal for the Christmas pantomime!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then around the benches, crowded with the audience of earth,<br>Ran the sound of hands applauding, and of little people’s mirth,<br>And the air was full of savors such as only Christmas knows,<br>When the ruddy cottage windows cast their roses on the snows:<br>And the Fire-God cracked the drift-wood ’twixt his fingers and his thumbs,<br>And the merry pop-corn answered like the roll of little drums,<br>While the snow-clad belfries wakened, and the midnight heard their chime,<br>As the Frost King gave the signal for the Christmas pantomime!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With blaze of starry splendor, and with brilliance of the moon,<br>With fir-trees dressed grotesquely, like the slippered Pantaloon,<br>With snowflakes light as fairies, and with slender ivy vines<br>In their spangled winter-dresses, like a host of Columbines; —<br>With sheen of silver scenery, and sleigh-bells’ merry din,<br>The whole world laughed and capered ’neath the wand of Harlequin!<br>With the cap and bells of Folly he invested Father Time,<br>When the Frost King gave the signal for the Christmas pantomime !</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Guy+Wetmore+Carryl">Guy Wetmore Carryl</a> from <i>The Garden of Years and Other Poems</i><div class=q>
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