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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368989" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Evening</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">TO break the stillness of the hour <br> There is no sound, no voice, no stir; <br> Only the croak of frogs,—the whirr <br>Of crickets hidden in leaf and flower. <br> <br>The clear-cut outlines of a spire <br> Spring from a mass of eucalypt <br> Sharply against the sky,—still tipped <br>With one last gleam of lingering fire. <br> <br>So solemnly the shadows creep; <br> On dovelike wings Night flutters down; <br> Lights twinkle in the little town; <br>The valley lies in quiet sleep. <br> <br>So comes the dark, so fades the light, <br> On all those leagues of tossing sea <br> That lie between my home and me, <br>And glimmer to the stars all night. <br> <br>And so, belovèd, silently <br> In thine own land the shadows fall <br> On grassy lawn, and garden-wall, <br>On shining sand, and troubled sea,— <br> <br>On paths thy feet shall never tread,— <br> On fields thine eyes shall never see,— <br> And on thy new home, strange to me, <br>That silent City of the Dead! <br> <br>Yea, stillness rests, O Tried and True, <br> On hand and heart, on lips and eyes! <br> On thee eternal silence lies, <br>On thee is utter darkness too. <br> <br>We lost too much in losing thee, <br> Yet we who knew and loved thee best, <br> Wish thee an everlasting rest, <br>Night came on thee so quietly. <br> <br>Peace with the Shadows! Peace to all <br> Who work and weep, who pray and wait; <br> Till we and thou are one with Fate, <br>And on us too, the Night shall fall!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dora+Wilcox">Dora Wilcox</a><div class=q>
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 Only the croak of frogs,—the whirr 
Of crickets hidden in leaf and flower. 
 
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 Spring from a mass of eucalypt 
 Sharply against the s..."></div>
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