<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=349987" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Swallows</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">AH! swallows, is it so?<br>Did loving lingering summer, whose slow pace<br>Tarried among late blossoms, loth to go,<br>Gather the darkening cloud-wraps round her face<br>And weep herself away in last week's rain?<br>Can no new sunlight waken her again? <br>'Yes,' one pale rose a-blow<br>Has answered from the trellised lane;<br>The flickering swallows answer 'No.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From out the dim grey sky<br>The arrowy swarm breaks forth and specks the air,<br>While, one by one, birds wheel and float and fly,<br>And now are gone, then suddenly are there;<br>Till lo, the heavens are empty of them all.<br>Oh, fly, fly south, from leaves that fade and fall, <br>From shivering flowers that die;<br>Free swallows, fly from winter's thrall,<br>Ye who can give the gloom good-bye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But what for us who stay<br>To hear the winds and watch the boughs grow black,<br>And in the soddened mornings, day by day,<br>Count what lost sweets bestrew the nightly track<br>Of frost-foot winter trampling towards his throne?<br>Swallows, who have the sunlight for your own,<br>Fly on your sunward way;<br>For you has January buds new blown,<br>For us the snows and gloom and grey.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On, on, beyond our reach,<br>Swallows, with but your longing for a guide:<br>Let the hills rise, let the waves tear the beach,<br>Ye will not balk your course nor turn aside,<br>But find the palms and twitter in the sun.<br>And well for them whose eager wings have won<br>The longed for goal of flight;<br>But what of them in twilights dun<br>Who long, but have no wings for flight?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Augusta+Davies+Webster">Augusta Davies Webster</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=349987" data-title="The Swallows de Augusta Davies Webster" data-description="AH! swallows, is it so? Did loving lingering summer, whose slow pace Tarried among late blossoms, loth to go, Gather the darkening cloud-wraps round her face And weep herself away in last week's rain? Can no new sunlight waken her again? 'Yes,' o..."></div> </div> </div>

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