<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368497" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Aurora Borealis</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O STRANGE soft gleam, o ghostly dawn <br>That never brightens unto day; <br>Ere earth's mirk pale once more be drawn <br>Let us look out beyond the gray. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is just midnight by the clock-- <br>There is no sound on glen or hill, <br>The moaning linn adown its rock <br>Leaps, but the woods lie dark and still. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Austere against the kindling sky <br>Yon broken turret blacker grows; <br>Harsh light, to show remorselessly <br>Ruins night hid in kind repose! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nay, beauteous light, nay, light that fills <br>The whole heaven like a dream of morn, <br>As waking upon northern hills <br>She smiles to find herself new-born,-- </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Strange light, I know thou wilt not stay, <br>That many an hour must come and go <br>Before the pale November day <br>Break in the east, forlorn and slow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet blest one gleam--one gleam like this, <br>When all heaven brightens in our sight, <br>And the long night that was and is <br>And shall be, vanishes in light: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">O blest one hour like this! to rise <br>And see grief's shadows backward roll; <br>While bursts on unaccustomed eyes <br>The glad Aurora of the soul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dinah+Maria+Mulock+Craik">Dinah Maria Mulock Craik</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=368497" data-title="An Aurora Borealis de Dinah Maria Mulock Craik" data-description="O STRANGE soft gleam, o ghostly dawn That never brightens unto day; Ere earth's mirk pale once more be drawn Let us look out beyond the gray. It is just midnight by the clock-- There is no sound on glen or hill, The moaning linn adown its r..."></div> </div> </div>

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