<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=118342" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ite Domum Saturæ, venit Hesperus</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The skies have sunk, and hid the upper snow<br>(Home, Rose, and home, Provence and La Palie),<br>The rainy clouds are filing fast below,<br>And wet will be the path, and wet shall we.<br>Home, Rose, and home, Provence and La Palie.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah dear, and where is he, a year agone,<br>Who stepped beside and cheered us on and on?<br>My sweetheart wanders far away from me,<br>In foreign land or on a foreign sea.<br>Home, Rose, and home, Provence and La Palie.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The lightning zigzags shoot across the sky<br>(Home, Rose, and home, Provence and La Palie),<br>And through the vale the rains go sweeping by;<br>Ah me, and when in shelter shall we be?<br>Home, Rose, and home, Provence and La Palie.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cold, dreary cold, the stormy winds feel they<br>O’er foreign lands and foreign seas that stray<br>(Home, Rose, and home, Provence and La Palie).<br>And doth he e’er, I wonder, bring to mind<br>The pleasant huts and herds he left behind?<br>And doth he sometimes in his slumbering see<br>The feeding kine, and doth he think of me,<br>My sweetheart wandering wheresoe’er it be?<br>Home, Rose, and home, Provence and La Palie.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The thunder bellows far from snow to snow<br>(Home, Rose, and home, Provence and La Palie),<br>And loud and louder roars the flood below.<br>Heigho! but soon in shelter shall we be:<br>Home, Rose, and home, Provence and La Palie.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or shall he find before his term be sped,<br>Some comelier maid that he shall wish to wed?<br>(Home, Rose, and home, Provence and La Palie.)<br>For weary is work, and weary day by day<br>To have your comfort miles on miles away.<br>Home, Rose, and home, Provence and La Palie.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or may it be that I shall find my mate,<br>And he returning see himself too late?<br>For work we must, and what we see, we see,<br>And God he knows, and what must be, must be,<br>When sweethearts wander far away from me.<br>Home, Rose, and home, Provence and La Palie.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sky behind is brightening up anew<br>(Home; Rose, and home, Provence and La Palie),<br>The rain is ending, and our journey too;<br>Heigho! aha! for here at home are we:—<br>In, Rose, and in, Provence and La Palie.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Arthur+Hugh+Clough">Arthur Hugh Clough</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=118342" data-title="Ite Domum Saturæ, venit Hesperus de Arthur Hugh Clough" data-description="The skies have sunk, and hid the upper snow/(Home, Rose, and home, Provence and La Palie),/The rainy clouds are filing fast below,/And wet will be the path, and wet shall we./Home, Rose, and home, Provence and La Palie./Ah dear, and where is he, a..."></div> </div> </div>

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