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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=364071" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Blue</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The earth again like a ship steams out of the dark sea over<br>The edge of the blue, and the sun stands up to see us glide<br>Slowly into another day; slowly the rover <br>Vessel of darkness takes the rising tide. <br> <br>I, on the deck, am startled by this dawn confronting<br>Me who am issued amazed from the darkness, stripped<br>And quailing here in the sunshine, delivered from haunting<br>The night unsounded whereon our days are shipped. <br> <br>Feeling myself undawning, the day’s light playing upon me,<br>I who am substance of shadow, I all compact<br>Of the stuff of the night, finding myself all wrongly <br>Among the crowds of things in the sunshine jostled and racked.<br> <br>I with the night on my lips, I sigh with the silence of death;<br>And what do I care though the very stones should cry me unreal, though the clouds <br>Shine in conceit of substance upon me, who am less than the rain.<br>Do I know the darkness within them? What are they but shrouds?<br> <br>The clouds go down the sky with a wealthy ease <br>Casting a shadow of scorn upon me for my share in death; but I<br>Hold my own in the midst of them, darkling, defy <br>The whole of the day to extinguish the shadow I lift on the breeze.<br> <br>Yea, though the very clouds have vantage over me, <br>Enjoying their glancing flight, though my love is dead, <br>I still am not homeless here, I’ve a tent by day <br>Of darkness where she sleeps on her perfect bed. <br> <br>And I know the host, the minute sparkling of darkness<br>Which vibrates untouched and virile through the grandeur of night,<br>But which, when dawn crows challenge, assaulting the vivid motes<br>Of living darkness, bursts fretfully, and is bright: <br> <br> Runs like a fretted arc-lamp into light, <br> Stirred by conflict to shining, which else<br> Were dark and whole with the night. <br> <br> Runs to a fret of speed like a racing wheel, <br> Which else were aslumber along with the whole <br> Of the dark, swinging rhythmic instead of a-reel. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Is chafed to anger, bursts into rage like thunder;<br> Which else were a silent grasp that held the heavens<br> Arrested, beating thick with wonder. <br> <br> Leaps like a fountain of blue sparks leaping <br> In a jet from out of obscurity, <br> Which erst was darkness sleeping.<br> <br> Runs into streams of bright blue drops, <br> Water and stones and stars, and myriads <br> Of twin-blue eyes, and crops <br> <br> Of floury grain, and all the hosts of day, <br> All lovely hosts of ripples caused by fretting<br> The Darkness into play.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Herbert+Lawrence">David Herbert Lawrence</a><div class=q>
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The edge of the blue, and the sun stands up to see us glide
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Vessel of darkness takes the rising tide. 
 
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