<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=348097" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Old Lesson From The Fields</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Even as I watched the daylight how it sped<br>From noon till eve, and saw the light wind pass<br>In long pale waves across the flashing grass,<br>And heard through all my dreams, wherever led,<br>The thin cicada singing overhead,<br>I felt what joyance all this nature has,<br>And saw myself made clear as in a glass,<br>How that my soul was for the most part dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, light, I cried, and, heaven, with all your blue,<br>Oh, earth, with all your sunny fruitfulness,<br>And ye, tall lillies, of the wind-vexed field,<br>What power and beauty life indeed might yield,<br>Could we but cast away its conscious stress,<br>Simple of heart, becoming even as you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Archibald+Lampman">Archibald Lampman</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=348097" data-title="An Old Lesson From The Fields de Archibald Lampman" data-description="Even as I watched the daylight how it sped From noon till eve, and saw the light wind pass In long pale waves across the flashing grass, And heard through all my dreams, wherever led, The thin cicada singing overhead, I felt what joyance all this ..."></div> </div> </div>

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