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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373429" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Improvisation On An Old Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(The refrain is quoted by Edward Fitzgerald in<br>one of his letters)</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Growing, growing, all the glory going;<br>Flashing out of fire and light, burning to a husk,<br>All the world's a-dying and failing in the dusk--<br>_Growing, growing, all the glory going._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rust is on the door-latch, ashes at the root,<br>Dry rot in the ridge-pole, canker in the fruit;<br>_Growing, growing, all the glory going._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Plot, ye subtle statesmen,--a trace of melted wax;<br>Bind, ye haughty prelates,--a thread of ravelled flax;<br>_Growing, growing, all the glory going._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">March, ye mighty captains,--an eddy in the dust;<br>Rave, ye furious lovers,--a stain of crimson rust;<br>_Growing, growing, all the glory going._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pictures, poems, music--their essential soul,<br>Idle as dry roses in a silver bowl;<br>_Growing, growing, all the glory going._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">London is a hearsay, Paris but a myth,<br>Rome a wand of sweet-flag withered to the pith;<br>_Growing, growing, all the glory going._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Palsy shakes the planets, frost has chilled the sun,<br>In a crushing silence the All is dead and done.<br>_Growing, growing, all the glory going._</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>II</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Going, going, all the glory growing,<br>See it stir and flutter; that is singing, hark!<br>Singing in the caverns of the primal dark.<br>_Going, going, all the glory growing._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What is in the making, what immortal plan<br>Draws to its unfolding? 'Tis the Soul of man.<br>_Going, going, all the glory growing._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">See it mount and hover, singing as it goes,<br>Battling with the darkness, nourished by its woes;<br>_Going, going, all the glory growing._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bale-fires of midnight glaring in its eyes,<br>Past the phantom shadows see it rush and rise;<br>_Going, going, all the glory growing._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The supernal morning on its dewy wings,<br>Soaring and scorning the lust of earthy things;<br>_Going, going, all the glory growing._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The beatific noontide on its eager breast<br>Springing and singing to its halcyon rest;<br>_Going, going, all the glory growing._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In its starry vesture not a vestige of the sod,<br>Winging still and singing to the heart of God.<br>_Going, going, all the glory growing._</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Duncan+Campbell+Scott">Duncan Campbell Scott</a><div class=q>
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