<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=340442" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet IV</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Up at his attic sill the South wind came <br>And days of sun and storm but never peace. <br>Along the town's tumultuous arteries <br>He heard the heart-throbs of a sentient frame: <br>Each night the whistles in the bay, the same <br>Whirl of incessant wheels and clanging cars: <br>For smoke that half obscured, the circling stars <br>Burnt like his youth with but a sickly flame. <br>Up to his attic came the city cries -- <br>The throes with which her iron sinews heave -- <br>And yet forever behind prison doors <br>Welled in his heart and trembled in his eyes <br>The light that hangs on desert hills at eve <br>And tints the sea on solitary shores. . . .</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alan+Seeger">Alan Seeger</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=340442" data-title="Sonnet IV de Alan Seeger" data-description="Up at his attic sill the South wind came And days of sun and storm but never peace. Along the town's tumultuous arteries He heard the heart-throbs of a sentient frame: Each night the whistles in the bay, the same Whirl of incessant wheels and..."></div> </div> </div>

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