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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=36890" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Passing Strange</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Out of the earth to rest or range<br>Perpetual in perpetual change,<br>The unknown passing through the strange.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Water and saltness held together<br>To tread the dust and stand the weather,<br>And plough the field and stretch the tether,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To pass the wine-cup and be witty,<br>Water the sands and build the city,<br>Slaughter like devils and have pity,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Be red with rage and pale with lust,<br>Make beauty come, make peace, make trust,<br>Water and saltness mixed with dust;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Drive over earth, swim under sea,<br>Fly in the eagles secrecy,<br>Guess where the hidden comets be;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Know all the deathy seeds that still<br>Queen Helens beauty, Caesars will,<br>And slay them even as they kill;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fashion an altar for a rood,<br>Defile a continent with blood,<br>And watch a brother starve for food:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love like a madman, shaking, blind,<br>Till self is burnt into a kind<br>Possession of another mind;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Brood upon beauty, till the grace<br>Of beauty with the holy face<br>Brings peace into the bitter place;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Prove in the lifeless granites, scan<br>The stars for hope, for guide, for plan;<br>Live as a woman or a man;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fasten to lover or to friend,<br>Until the heart break at the end:<br>The break of death that cannot mend;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then to lie useless, helpless, still,<br>Down in the earth, in dark, to fill<br>The roots of grass or daffodil.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Down in the earth, in dark, alone,<br>A mockery of the ghost in bone,<br>The strangeness, passing the unknown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Time will go by, that outlasts clocks,<br>Dawn in the thorps will rouse the cocks,<br>Sunset be glory on the rocks:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But it, the thing, will never heed<br>Even the rootling from the seed<br>Thrusting to suck it for its need.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Since moons decay and suns decline,<br>How else should end this life of mine?<br>Water and saltness are not wine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But in the darkest hour of night,<br>When even the foxes peer for sight,<br>The byre-cock crows; he feels the light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So, in this water mixed with dust,<br>The byre-cock spirit crows from trust<br>That death will change because it must;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For all things change, the darkness changes,<br>The wandering spirits change their ranges,<br>The corn is gathered to the granges.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The corn is sown again, it grows;<br>The stars burn out, the darkness goes;<br>The rhythms change, they do not close.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They change, and we, who pass like foam,<br>Like dust blown through the streets of Rome,<br>Change ever, too; we have no home,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Only a beauty, only a power,<br>Sad in the fruit, bright in the flower,<br>Endlessly erring for its hour,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But gathering, as we stray, a sense<br>Of Life, so lovely and intense,<br>It lingers when we wander hence,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That those who follow feel behind<br>Their backs, when all before is blind,<br>Our joy, a rampart to the mind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Masefield">John Masefield</a><div class=q>
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