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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341400" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In Sutton Woods</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There-peace once more; the restless roar<br>Of troubled cities dies away.<br>``Welcome to our broad shade once more,''<br>The dear old woodlands seem to say.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sweet suggestions of the wind,<br>That spake in whispers, now are stilled;<br>The songless branches all remind<br>That summer's glory is fulfilled.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The petulant plaint of falling leaves<br>Dimples the leaden pool awhile;<br>So Age, impassive, but receives<br>Youth's tale of troubles with a smile.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O fallen leaves! O feelings dead!<br>O dimpled pool! O scornful lips!<br>O hardening of the heart and head!-<br>The summer's and the soul's eclipse!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus, as the seasons slip away,<br>How much is schemed, how little done!<br>What splendid plans at break of day!<br>What void regrets at set of sun!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The world goes round, for you, for me,<br>For him who sits, for him who strives,<br>And the great Fates indifferent see<br>The rage or respite of our lives.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then fall, ye leaves! die out, thou breeze!<br>Grow sedges thick on every pool!<br>Let each old rushing impulse freeze,<br>Let each old generous friendship cool.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is not love, it is not worth,<br>Self-sacrifice, or yearnings true,<br>Make the dull devotees of earth<br>Prostrate themselves and worship you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The savage consciousness of powers,<br>The selfish purpose, stubborn will,<br>Have ever, in this world of ours,<br>Achieved success-achieve it still.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Farewell, ye woods! no more I sit;<br>Great voices in the distance call:<br>If this be peace-enough of it.<br>I go. Fall, unseen foliage, fall!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alfred+Austin">Alfred Austin</a><div class=q>
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Of troubled cities dies away.
``Welcome to our broad shade once more,''
The dear old woodlands seem to say.

The sweet suggestions of the wind,
That spake in whispers, now are stilled;
The songless branches..."></div>
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