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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=340466" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Wanderer</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">To see the clouds his spirit yearned toward so <br>Over new mountains piled and unploughed waves, <br>Back of old-storied spires and architraves <br>To watch Arcturus rise or Fomalhaut,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And roused by street-cries in strange tongues when day <br>Flooded with gold some domed metropolis, <br>Between new towers to waken and new bliss <br>Spread on his pillow in a wondrous way:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">These were his joys. Oft under bulging crates, <br>Coming to market with his morning load, <br>The peasant found him early on his road <br>To greet the sunrise at the city-gates,---</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There where the meadows waken in its rays, <br>Golden with mist, and the great roads commence, <br>And backward, where the chimney-tops are dense, <br>Cathedral-arches glimmer through the haze.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">White dunes that breaking show a strip of sea, <br>A plowman and his team against the blue <br>Swiss pastures musical with cowbells, too, <br>And poplar-lined canals in Picardie,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And coast-towns where the vultures back and forth<br>Sail in the clear depths of the tropic sky,<br>And swallows in the sunset where they fly<br>Over gray Gothic cities in the north,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the wine-cellar and the chorus there,<br>The dance-hall and a face among the crowd,---<br>Were all delights that made him sing aloud <br>For joy to sojourn in a world so fair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Back of his footsteps as he journeyed fell <br>Range after range; ahead blue hills emerged. <br>Before him tireless to applaud it surged <br>The sweet interminable spectacle.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And like the west behind a sundown sea <br>Shone the past joys his memory retraced, <br>And bright as the blue east he always faced <br>Beckoned the loves and joys that were to be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From every branch a blossom for his brow <br>He gathered, singing down Life's flower-lined road, <br>And youth impelled his spirit as he strode <br>Like winged Victory on the galley's prow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That Loveliness whose being sun and star,<br>Green Earth and dawn and amber evening robe,<br>That lamp whereof the opalescent globe<br>The season's emulative splendors are,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That veiled divinity whose beams transpire <br>From every pore of universal space,<br>As the fair soul illumes the lovely face---<br>That was his guest, his passion, his desire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His heart the love of Beauty held as hides <br>One gem most pure a casket of pure gold. <br>It was too rich a lesser thing to bold;<br>It was not large enough for aught besides.</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>
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Over new mountains piled and unploughed waves, 
Back of old-storied spires and architraves 
To watch Arcturus rise or Fomalhaut,

And roused by street-cries in strange tongues when day 
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