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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373581" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Why East Wind Chills</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why east wind chills and south wind cools<br>Shall not be known till windwell dries<br>And west's no longer drowned<br>In winds that bring the fruit and rind<br>Of many a hundred falls;<br>Why silk is soft and the stone wounds<br>The child shall question all his days,<br>Why night-time rain and the breast's blood<br>Both quench his thirst he'll have a black reply.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When cometh Jack Frost? the children ask.<br>Shall they clasp a comet in their fists?<br>Not till, from high and low, their dust<br>Sprinkles in children's eyes a long-last sleep<br>And dusk is crowded with the children's ghosts,<br>Shall a white answer echo from the rooftops.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All things are known: the stars' advice<br>Calls some content to travel with the winds,<br>Though what the stars ask as they round<br>Time upon time the towers of the skies<br>Is heard but little till the stars go out.<br>I hear content, and 'Be Content'<br>Ring like a handbell through the corridors,<br>And 'Know no answer,' and I know<br>No answer to the children's cry<br>Of echo's answer and the man of frost<br>And ghostly comets over the raised fists.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dylan+Thomas">Dylan Thomas</a><div class=q>
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Shall not be known till windwell dries
And west's no longer drowned
In winds that bring the fruit and rind
Of many a hundred falls;
Why silk is soft and the stone wounds
The child shall question all his da..."></div>
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