<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366051" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Yggdrasil</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The poet sat in the garden house<br>Under a hawthorn tree, <br>And stared at the men in helmets who<br>Had just come up from the sea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He gathered his words about him<br>Like a shield in the Land of Rhyme, <br>The 'glow in the red-raw evening sky'<br>He left for another time.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He watched as they burned his orchard, <br>Put his imagery to the sword, <br>Then wandered back to their surly ships<br>In the Bay of Bleak Discord.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The heron sat in the estuary, <br>The raven sat on the shore, <br>The poet threw up a stanza there<br>That ends with - 'Nevermore! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For Death had called in the morning<br>Left his calling card on the tray: <br>'I'd be obliged if you'd meet with me<br>At noon, on Saturday! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He packed his verse in a travelling case<br>And told his wife 'Goodbye! '<br>Then sent his 'Helen of Troy' poste haste<br>To hide on the Isle of Skye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He went to the tree Yggdrasil, sat<br>And waited for Death to chat, <br>But Death left a message to follow him; <br>'I'll get my coat and hat! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">27 October 2009</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</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=366051" data-title="Yggdrasil de David Lewis Paget" data-description="The poet sat in the garden house Under a hawthorn tree, And stared at the men in helmets who Had just come up from the sea. He gathered his words about him Like a shield in the Land of Rhyme, The 'glow in the red-raw evening sky' He left for an..."></div> </div> </div>

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