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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=339895" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ye Wearie Wayfarer</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hark! the bells of distant cattle<br>Waft across the range,<br>Through the golden-tufted wattle<br>Music low and strange;<br>Like the marriage of peal fairies<br>Comes the tinkling sound,<br>Or like chimes of sweet St Mary's<br>On far English ground.<br>How my courser champs the snaffle,<br>And with nostrils spread,<br>Snorts and scarcely seems to ruffle<br>Fern leaves with his tread;<br>Cool and pleasant on his haunches<br>Blows the evening breeze,<br>Through the overhanging branches<br>Of the wattle trees;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Onward! to the Southern Ocean<br>Glides the breath of Spring.<br>Onward! with a dreamy motion,<br>I, too, glide and sing <br>Forward! forward! still we wander <br>Tinted hills that lie<br>In the red horizon yonder <br>Is the goal so nigh?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whisper, spring wind, softly singing,<br>Whisper in my ear;<br>Respite and nepenthe bringing,<br>Can the goal be near?<br>Laden with the dew of vespers,<br>From the fragrant sky,<br>In my ear the wind that wispers<br>Seems to make reply <br>'Question not, but live and labour<br>'Til yon goal be won,<br>Helping every feeble neighbour,<br>Seeking help from none;<br>Life is mostly froth and bubble,<br>Two things stand like stone,<br>Kindness in another's trouble,<br>Courage in your own.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Adam+Lindsay+Gordon">Adam Lindsay Gordon</a><div class=q>
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Waft across the range,
Through the golden-tufted wattle
Music low and strange;
Like the marriage of peal fairies
Comes the tinkling sound,
Or like chimes of sweet St Mary's
On far English ground.
How my courser ch..."></div>
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