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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341880" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lights Along the Mile</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE NIGHT descends in glory, and adown the purple west <br>The young moon, like a crescent skiff, upon some fairy quest, <br>Has dropped below the opal lights that linger low and far <br>To havens that are beaconed by the Pilot’s evening star; <br>And slowly, softly, from above the darkness is unfurled <br>A wondrous curtain loosened on the windows of the world. <br>Then suddenly, like magic, where smoke-stacks fumed the while, <br>Ten thousand lights flash out aflame along the Golden Mile. <br> <br>And thro’ the dusky gauze that falls upon the looming mines <br>Dim spires and spars of poppet-heads in faintly broken lines <br>Grow clearer to the vision, till the shadow picture seems <br>The argosies from half the world i’ the misty Port o’ Dreams; <br>And lo! where golden Day had reigned in radiant robes of blue, <br>A god of joy and hope, who thrilled the sons of toil and rue, <br>Now comes the Queen of Starland forth to scatter with a smile <br>Her diamonds that flash and blaze along the Golden Mile. <br> <br>And all the night a thousand stamps in ceaseless rhythmic roar <br>Are beating out the tragic gold from endless streams of ore, <br>These harnessed giants of the will that so are trained and taught <br>To answer to the sentient touch and catch the thrill of thought, <br>From nerve to nerve that quivers thro’ the animated steel, <br>And makes it live and makes it move and strength emotions feel, <br>Till in their voices music comes insistent all the while <br>Reverberating massive chants along the Golden Mile. <br> <br>And down below, a thousand feet, a thousand miners tear <br>The golden ore, the glistening ore that holds such joy and care; <br>Ah! down below, another world, with hopes, desires, and dreams,— <br>Such playthings as the tyrant Fate in fickle will beseems. <br>Ah! down below, where panting drills are eating thro’ the rock, <br>Where life and death are lurking in the fire’s convulsive shock,— <br>Where many a sturdy hero delves within the lode’s long aisle <br>To win him love, the gold of love, along the Golden Mile. <br> <br>Now speeding westward flies the train into the wondrous night, <br>The engine pulsing as a man who strives with strenuous might; <br>Its great heart seems to throb and throb, its breath comes fierce and warm <br>To vitalize the force that sleeps along its sinuous form; <br>So dreaming back from Somerville, a sad thought fills the air, <br>And starts a poignant fancy o’er the wondrous city where <br>From Lamington to Ivanhoe there’s many a tear and smile <br>Beneath the myriad lights that gleam along the Golden Mile. <br> <br>How bright they glitter down the streets o’er camp, and mill, and mine, <br>The reflex of that mystic stream that flows from dark to shine— <br>The brother of that vital spark that wakes from mystery, <br>And grows to life and will and power and human entity; <br>The confluent currents of the mind that holds us all in fief, <br>And gives to some the thrill of joy, to some the pang of grief— <br>Ah! many noble deeds are done and many that are vile <br>Where love is lost and love is won, along the Golden Mile. <br> <br>So midnight chimes across the gloom, as we are speeding west, <br>And sirens screech the respite sweet that ends in sleep and rest; <br>The cool breeze meets the tired brow and whispers gentler tales <br>That seem to murmur with the metre sung by wheels and rails. <br>The night has grown in glory and from out the purple dome <br>Ten thousand stars are gleaming to show the wanderer home; <br>While fainter fades the glimmer, like a city on an isle, <br>Till swallowed in the darkness are the lights along the Mile.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alfred+Thomas+Chandler">Alfred Thomas Chandler</a><div class=q>
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The young moon, like a crescent skiff, upon some fairy quest, 
Has dropped below the opal lights that linger low and far 
To havens that are beaconed by the Pilot’s evening star; 
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