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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=353756" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Ulla</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ulla, mine Ulla, tell me, may I hand thee<br>Reddest of strawberries in milk or wine?<br>Or from the pond a lively fish? Command me!<br>Or, from the well, a bowl of water fine?<br>Doors are blown open, the wind gets the blaming.<br>Perfumes exhale from flower and tree.<br>Clouds fleck the sky and the sun rises flaming,<br>As you see!<br>Isn't it heavenly--the fish market? So?<br>'Heavenly, oh heavenly!'<br>'See the stately trees there, standing row on row,--<br>Fresh, green leaves show!<br>And that pretty bay<br>Sparkling there?' 'Ah yes!'<br>'And, seen where sunbeams play,<br>The meadows' loveliness?<br>Are they not heavenly--those bright fields?--Confess!'--<br>Heavenly!<br>Heavenly!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Skal and good-noon, fair one in window leaning,<br>Hark how the city bells their peals prolong!<br>See how the dust the verdant turf is screening,<br>Where the calashes and the wagons throng!<br>Hand from the window--he's drowsy, the speaker,<br>In my saddle I nod, cousin mine--<br>Primo a crust, and secundo a beaker,<br>Hochlaender wine!<br>Isn't it heavenly--the fish-market? So?<br>'Heavenly, oh heavenly!'<br>'See the stately trees there, standing row on row,--<br>Fresh, green leaves show!<br>And that pretty bay<br>Sparkling there?' 'Ah yes!'<br>'And, seen where sunbeams play,<br>The meadows' loveliness?<br>Are they not heavenly--those bright fields?--Confess!'--<br>Heavenly!<br>Heavenly!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Look, Ulla dear! To the stable they're taking<br>Whinnying, prancing, my good steed, I see.<br>Still in his stall-door he lifts his head, making<br>Efforts to look up to thee: just to thee!<br>Nature itself into flames will be bursting;<br>Keep those bright eyes in control!<br>Klang! at your casement my heart, too, is thirsting.<br>Klang! Your Skal!<br>Isn't it heavenly--the fish-market? So?<br>'Heavenly, oh heavenly!'<br>'See the stately trees there, standing row on row,--<br>Fresh, green leaves show!<br>And that pretty bay<br>Sparkling there?' 'Ah yes!'<br>'And, seen where sunbeams play,<br>The meadows' loveliness?<br>Are they not heavenly--those bright fields?--Confess!'--<br>Heavenly!<br>Heavenly!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Carl+Michael+Bellman">Carl Michael Bellman</a><div class=q>
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Reddest of strawberries in milk or wine?
Or from the pond a lively fish? Command me!
Or, from the well, a bowl of water fine?
Doors are blown open, the wind gets the blaming.
Perfumes exhale from flower an..."></div>
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