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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358483" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Ocean Strand</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O leave the labouring roadways of the town,<br>The shifting faces and the changeful hue<br>Of markets, and broad echoing streets that drown<br>The heart’s own silent music. Though they too<br>Sing in their proper rhythm, and still delight<br>The friendly ear that loves warm human kind,<br>Yet it is good to leave them all behind,<br>Now when from lily dawn to purple night<br>Summer is queen,<br>Summer is queen in all the happy land.<br>Far, far away among the valleys green<br>Let us go forth and wander hand in hand<br>Beyond those solemn hills that we have seen<br>So often welcome home the falling sun<br>Into their cloudy peaks when day was done—<br>Beyond them till we find the ocean strand<br>And hear the great waves run,<br>With the waste song whose melodies I’d follow<br>And weary not for many a summer day,<br>Born of the vaulted breakers arching hollow<br>Before they flash and scatter into spray,<br>On, if we should be weary of their play<br>Then I would lead you further into land<br>Where, with their ragged walls, the stately rocks<br>Shunt in smooth courts and paved with quiet sand<br>To silence dedicate. The sea-god’s flocks<br>Have rested here, and mortal eyes have seen<br>By great adventure at the dead of noon<br>A lonely nereid drowsing half a-swoon<br>Buried beneath her dark and dripping locks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clive+Staples+Lewis">Clive Staples Lewis</a><div class=q>
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The shifting faces and the changeful hue
Of markets, and broad echoing streets that drown
The heart’s own silent music. Though they too
Sing in their proper rhythm, and still delight
The friendly ear t..."></div>
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