<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341839" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Elfin Artist</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In a glade of an elfin forest <br>When Sussex was Eden-new, <br>I came on an elvish painter <br>And watched as his picture grew, <br>A harebell nodded beside him. <br>He dipt his brush in the dew. <br> <br>And it might be the wild thyme round him <br>That shone in the dark strange ring; <br>But his brushes were bees' antennae, <br>His knife was a wasp's blue sting; <br>And his gorgeous exquisite palette <br>Was a butterfly's fan-shaped wing. <br> <br>And he mingled its powdery colours, <br>And painted the lights that pass, <br>On a delicate cobweb canvas <br>That gleamed like a magic glass, <br>And bloomed like a banner of elf-land, <br>Between two stalks of grass; <br> <br>Till it shone like an angel's feather <br>With sky-born opal and rose, <br>And gold from the foot of the rainbow, <br>And colours that no man knows; <br>And I laughed in the sweet May weather, <br>Because of the themes he chose. <br> <br>For he painted the things that matter, <br>The tints that we all pass by, <br>Like the little blue wreaths of incense <br>That the wild thyme breathes to the sky; <br>Or the first white bud of the hawthorn, <br>And the light in a blackbird's eye; <br> <br>And the shadows on soft white cloud-peaks <br>That carolling skylarks throw,-- <br>Dark dots on the slumbering splendours <br>That under the wild wings flow, <br>Wee shadows like violets trembling <br>On the unseen breasts of snow; <br> <br>With petals too lovely for colour <br>That shake to the rapturous wings, <br>And grow as the bird draws near them, <br>And die as he mounts and sings,-- <br>Ah, only those exquisite brushes <br>Could paint these marvellous things.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alfred+Noyes">Alfred Noyes</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=341839" data-title="The Elfin Artist de Alfred Noyes" data-description="In a glade of an elfin forest When Sussex was Eden-new, I came on an elvish painter And watched as his picture grew, A harebell nodded beside him. He dipt his brush in the dew. And it might be the wild thyme round him That shone in the da..."></div> </div> </div>

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