<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357811" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Blue Kingfisher</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where the little river gleaming<br>Thro' its shadows green and cool<br>Broadens to the quiet dreaming<br>Of a little shady pool;<br>There an azure jewel burning<br>O'er the waters you may spy,<br>Never moving never turning:<br>'Tis the silent fisher, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Head aloft above the river,<br>With an apathetic air,<br>Not the smallest quirk nor quiver<br>Warns you of my presence there.<br>Mayhap you will thnk me sleeping -<br>Dreaming summer days away -<br>Till you mark a keen eye peeping<br>Where the tell-tale ripples play.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now a dive, a sudden darting,<br>Now a flash of gold and blue,<br>And the placid waters parting<br> Let my gleaming body thro'.<br>Then, long ere the ripples, spreading,<br>Circle to the pool's green lip<br>Back to safety I am heading;<br>And the kill is in my grip.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So I haunt the cool, dark places<br>By the river, from that hour<br>When the dawn's bright finger traces<br>Fairy lights about my bower,<br>Till the western hilltops redden,<br>Fade, and vanish I am there,<br>And the far skies, growing leaden,<br>Bid me seek my secret lair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</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=357811" data-title="The Blue Kingfisher de Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis" data-description="Where the little river gleaming Thro' its shadows green and cool Broadens to the quiet dreaming Of a little shady pool; There an azure jewel burning O'er the waters you may spy, Never moving never turning: 'Tis the silent fisher, Head aloft abov..."></div> </div> </div>

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