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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344307" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Valentine In Form Of Ballade</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The soft wind from the south land sped,<br>He set his strength to blow,<br>From forests where Adonis bled,<br>And lily flowers a-row:<br>He crossed the straits like streams that flow,<br>The ocean dark as wine,<br>To my true love to whisper low,<br>To be your Valentine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Spring half-raised her drowsy head,<br>Besprent with drifted snow,<br>'I'll send an April day,' she said,<br>'To lands of wintry woe.'<br>He came,--the winter's overthrow<br>With showers that sing and shine,<br>Pied daisies round your path to strow,<br>To be your Valentine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where sands of Egypt, swart and red,<br>'Neath suns Egyptian glow,<br>In places of the princely dead,<br>By the Nile's overflow,<br>The swallow preened her wings to go,<br>And for the North did pine,<br>And fain would brave the frost her foe,<br>To be your Valentine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">ENVOY.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spring, Swallow, South Wind, even so,<br>Their various voice combine;<br>But that they crave on ME bestow,<br>To be your Valentine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Andrew+Lang">Andrew Lang</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=344307" data-title="Valentine In Form Of Ballade de Andrew Lang" data-description="The soft wind from the south land sped, He set his strength to blow, From forests where Adonis bled, And lily flowers a-row: He crossed the straits like streams that flow, The ocean dark as wine, To my true love to whisper low, To be your Valentin..."></div> </div> </div>
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