<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=343658" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>At Night</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wind is singing through the trees to-night, <br>A deep-voiced song of rushing cadences <br>And crashing intervals. No summer breeze <br>Is this, though hot July is at its height, <br>Gone is her gentler music; with delight <br>She listens to this booming like the seas, <br>These elemental, loud necessities <br>Which call to her to answer their swift might. <br>Above the tossing trees shines down a star, <br>Quietly bright; this wild, tumultuous joy <br>Quickens nor dims its splendour. And my mind, <br>O Star! is filled with your white light, from far, <br>So suffer me this one night to enjoy <br>The freedom of the onward sweeping wind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Amy+Lowell">Amy Lowell</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=343658" data-title="At Night de Amy Lowell" data-description="The wind is singing through the trees to-night, A deep-voiced song of rushing cadences And crashing intervals. No summer breeze Is this, though hot July is at its height, Gone is her gentler music; with delight She listens to this booming lik..."></div> </div> </div>

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