<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=356222" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Winter Rain</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Every valley drinks, <br>Every dell and hollow; <br>Where the kind rain sinks and sinks, <br>Green of Spring will follow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Yet a lapse of weeks <br>Buds will burst their edges, <br>Strip their wool-coats, glue-coats, streaks, <br>In the woods and hedges; </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Weave a bower of love <br>For birds to meet each other, <br>Weave a canopy above <br>Nest and egg and mother. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But for fattening rain <br>We should have no flowers, <br>Never a bud or leaf again <br>But for soaking showers; </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Never a mated bird <br>In the rocking tree-tops, <br>Never indeed a flock or herd <br>To graze upon the lea-crops. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Lambs so woolly white, <br>Sheep the sun-bright leas on, <br>They could have no grass to bite <br>But for rain in season. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>We should find no moss <br>In the shadiest places, <br>Find no waving meadow grass <br>Pied with broad-eyed daisies: </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But miles of barren sand, <br>With never a son or daughter, <br>Not a lily on the land, <br>Or lily on the water.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Christina+Georgina+Rossetti">Christina Georgina Rossetti</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=356222" data-title="Winter Rain de Christina Georgina Rossetti" data-description="Every valley drinks, Every dell and hollow; Where the kind rain sinks and sinks, Green of Spring will follow. Yet a lapse of weeks Buds will burst their edges, Strip their wool-coats, glue-coats, streaks, In the woods and hedges; Weave..."></div> </div> </div>

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