<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374040" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hopes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A PRINCESS, sleeping in enchanted bowers, <br>Earth springs to waking at Spring's voice and kiss, <br>And after winter's cold, unlovely hours, <br>Laughs out to find how beautiful she is. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Spring flings a song across the field and fold, <br>And sighs it through the glad wood's tangled ways; <br>And million, million tales of love are told, <br>And dreams are dreamed of undivided days. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>In hollows where so late but dead leaves lay, <br>Through the dead leaves the primroses push up; <br>And wind-flowers fleck the copse, and fields are gay <br>With daisies and the budding buttercup. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>So in our hearts, though thick the dead leaves lie <br>Of grief--heaped up by winds of old despair-- <br>May there not be a spring-time by-and-by, <br>When flowers of joy shall blossom even there? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>So long has Winter held our hearts in his, <br>We dare not dream of Spring and all her flowers? <br>Ah! the undreamed-of happiness it is <br>That comes--the dreamed-of joy is never ours! </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>When late the trees were brown and hedges bare, <br>And keen east wind cut sharp as human pain, <br>Did the Earth guess how soon she would be fair <br>With Spring's dear dainty loveliness again? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>We do not guess of joy, but hope alone-- <br>Like life's mysterious force that thrills the earth-- <br>Lives in our souls, unrecognised, unknown, <br>Till time shall bring unhoped-for joy to birth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edith+Nesbit">Edith Nesbit</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=374040" data-title="Hopes de Edith Nesbit" data-description="A PRINCESS, sleeping in enchanted bowers, Earth springs to waking at Spring's voice and kiss, And after winter's cold, unlovely hours, Laughs out to find how beautiful she is. Spring flings a song across the field and fold, And sighs it thr..."></div> </div> </div>

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