<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341581" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Merry Guide</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once in the wind of morning <br>I ranged the thymy wold; <br>The world-wide air was azure <br>And all the brooks ran gold. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There through the dews beside me <br>Behold a youth that trod, <br>With feathered cap on forehead, <br>And poised a golden rod. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With mien to match the morning <br>And gay delightful guise <br>And friendly brows and laughter <br>He looked me in the eyes. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh whence, I asked, and whither? <br>He smiled and would not say. <br>And looked at me and beckoned, <br>And laughed and led the way. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And with kind looks and laughter <br>And nought to say beside, <br>We two went on together, <br>I and my happy guide. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Across the glittering pastures <br>And empty upland still <br>And solitude of shepherds <br>High in the folded hill, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">By hanging woods and hamlets <br>That gaze through orchards down <br>On many a windmill turning <br>And far-discovered town, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With gay regards of promise <br>And sure unslackened stride <br>And smiles and nothing spoken <br>Led on my merry guide. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">By blowing realms of woodland <br>With sunstruck vanes afield <br>And cloud-led shadows sailing <br>About the windy weald, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">By valley-guarded granges <br>And silver waters wide, <br>Content at heart I followed <br>With my delightful guide. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And like the cloudy shadows <br>Across the country blown <br>We two fare on for ever, <br>But not we two alone. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With the great gale we journey <br>That breathes from gardens thinned, <br>Borne in the drift of blossoms <br>Whose petals throng the wind; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Buoyed on the heaven-ward whisper <br>Of dancing leaflets whirled <br>From all the woods that autumn <br>Bereaves in all the world. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And midst the fluttering legion <br>Of all that ever died <br>I follow, and before us <br>Goes the delightful guide, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With lips that brim with laughter <br>But never once respond, <br>And feet that fly on feathers, <br>And serpent-circled wand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alfred+Edward+Housman">Alfred Edward Housman</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=341581" data-title="The Merry Guide de Alfred Edward Housman" data-description="Once in the wind of morning I ranged the thymy wold; The world-wide air was azure And all the brooks ran gold. There through the dews beside me Behold a youth that trod, With feathered cap on forehead, And poised a golden rod. With mien ..."></div> </div> </div>

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