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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355113" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Palinodia</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ye mountains, on whose torrent-furrowed slopes,<br>And bare and silent brows uplift to heaven,<br>I envied oft the soul which fills your wastes<br>Of pure and stern sublime, and still expanse<br>Unbroken by the petty incidents<br>Of noisy life: Oh hear me once again!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Winds, upon whose racked eddies, far aloft,<br>Above the murmur of the uneasy world,<br>My thoughts in exultation held their way:<br>Whose tremulous whispers through the rustling glade<br>Were once to me unearthly tones of love,<br>Joy without object, wordless music, stealing<br>Through all my soul, until my pulse beat fast<br>With aimless hope, and unexpressed desire-<br>Thou sea, who wast to me a prophet deep<br>Through all thy restless waves, and wasting shores,<br>Of silent labour, and eternal change;<br>First teacher of the dense immensity<br>Of ever-stirring life, in thy strange forms<br>Of fish, and shell, and worm, and oozy weed:<br>To me alike thy frenzy and thy sleep<br>Have been a deep and breathless joy: Oh hear!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mountains, and winds, and waves, take back your child!<br>Upon thy balmy bosom, Mother Nature,<br>Where my young spirit dreamt its years away,<br>Give me once more to nestle: I have strayed<br>Far through another world, which is not thine.<br>Through sunless cities, and the weary haunts<br>Of smoke-grimed labour, and foul revelry<br>My flagging wing has swept. A mateless bird's<br>My pilgrimage has been; through sin, and doubt,<br>And darkness, seeking love. Oh hear me, Nature!<br>Receive me once again: but not alone;<br>No more alone, Great Mother! I have brought<br>One who has wandered, yet not sinned, like me.<br>Upon thy lap, twin children, let us lie;<br>And in the light of thine immortal eyes<br>Let our souls mingle, till The Father calls<br>To some eternal home the charge He gives thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charles+Kingsley">Charles Kingsley</a><div class=q>
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And bare and silent brows uplift to heaven,
I envied oft the soul which fills your wastes
Of pure and stern sublime, and still expanse
Unbroken by the petty incidents
Of noisy life: Oh hear me once a..."></div>
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