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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=381141" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Dong with a Luminous Nose</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When awful darkness and silence reign<br>Over the great Gromboolian plain,<br>Through the long, long wintry nights; --<br>When the angry breakers roar<br>As they beat on the rocky shore; --<br>When Storm-clouds brood on the towering heights<br>Of the Hills of the Chankly Bore: --</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then, through the vast and gloomy dark,<br>There moves what seems a fiery spark,<br>A lonely spark with silvery rays<br>Piercing the coal-black night, --<br>A Meteor strange and bright: --<br>Hither and thither the vision strays,<br>A single lurid light. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Slowly it wander, -- pauses, -- creeps, --<br>Anon it sparkles, -- flashes and leaps;<br>And ever as onward it gleaming goes<br>A light on the Bong-tree stems it throws.<br>And those who watch at that midnight hour<br>From Hall or Terrace, or lofty Tower,<br>Cry, as the wild light passes along, --<br>&quot;The Dong! -- the Dong!<br>&quot;The wandering Dong through the forest goes!<br>&quot;The Dong! the Dong!<br>&quot;The Dong with a luminous Nose!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Long years ago<br>The Dong was happy and gay,<br>Till he fell in love with a Jumbly Girl<br>Who came to those shores one day.<br>For the Jumblies came in a sieve, they did, --<br>Landing at eve near the Zemmery Fidd<br>Where the Oblong Oysters grow,<br>And the rocks are smooth and gray.<br>And all the woods and the valleys rang<br>With the Chorus they daily and nightly sang, --<br>&quot;Far and few, far and few,<br>Are the lands where the Jumblies live;<br>Their heads are green, and the hands are blue<br>And they went to sea in a sieve.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Happily, happily passed those days!<br>While the cheerful Jumblies staid;<br>They danced in circlets all night long,<br>To the plaintive pipe of the lively Dong,<br>In moonlight, shine, or shade.<br>For day and night he was always there<br>By the side of the Jumbly Girl so fair,<br>With her sky-blue hands, and her sea-green hair.<br>Till the morning came of that hateful day<br>When the Jumblies sailed in their sieve away,<br>And the Dong was left on the cruel shore<br>Gazing -- gazing for evermore, --<br>Ever keeping his weary eyes on<br>That pea-green sail on the far horizon, --<br>Singing the Jumbly Chorus still<br>As he sate all day on the grassy hill, --<br>&quot;Far and few, far and few,<br>Are the lands where the Jumblies live;<br>Their heads are green, and the hands are blue<br>And they went to sea in a sieve.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But when the sun was low in the West,<br>The Dong arose and said;<br>-- &quot;What little sense I once possessed<br>Has quite gone out of my head!&quot; --<br>And since that day he wanders still<br>By lake and dorest, marsh and hills,<br>Singing -- &quot;O somewhere, in valley or plain<br>&quot;Might I find my Jumbly Girl again!<br>&quot;For ever I'll seek by lake and shore<br>&quot;Till I find my Jumbly Girl once more!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Playing a pipe with silvery squeaks,<br>Since then his Jumbly Girl he seeks,<br>And because by night he could not see,<br>He gathered the bark of the Twangum Tree<br>On the flowery plain that grows.<br>And he wove him a wondrous Nose, --<br>A Nose as strange as a Nose could be!<br>Of vast proportions and painted red,<br>And tied with cords to the back of his head.<br>-- In a hollow rounded space it ended<br>With a luminous Lamp within suspended,<br>All fenced about <br>With a bandage stout<br>To prevent the wind from blowing it out; --<br>And with holes all round to send the light,<br>In gleaming rays on the dismal night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now each night, and all night long,<br>Over those plains still roams the Dong;<br>And above the wail of the Chimp and Snipe<br>You may hear the squeak of his plaintive pipe<br>While ever he seeks, but seeks in vain<br>To meet with his Jumbly Girl again;<br>Lonely and wild -- all night he goes, --<br>The Dong with a luminous Nose!<br>And all who watch at the midnight hour,<br>From Hall or Terrace, or lofty Tower,<br>Cry, as they trace the Meteor bright,<br>Moving along through the dreary night, --<br>&quot;This is the hour when forth he goes,<br>&quot;The Dong with a luminous Nose!<br>&quot;Yonder -- over the plain he goes;<br>&quot;He goes!<br>&quot;He goes;<br>&quot;The Dong with a luminous Nose!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edward+Lear">Edward Lear</a><div class=q>
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Over the great Gromboolian plain,
Through the long, long wintry nights; --
When the angry breakers roar
As they beat on the rocky shore; --
When Storm-clouds brood on the towering heights
Of the Hills of the C..."></div>
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