<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=38183" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Night</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun descending in the west,<br>The evening star does shine;<br>The birds are silent in their nest,<br>And I must seek for mine.<br>The moon, like a flower<br>In heaven’s high bower,<br>With silent delight,<br>Sits and smiles on the night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Farewell, green fields and happy groves,<br>Where flocks have took delight.<br>Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves<br>The feet of angels bright;<br>Unseen, they pour blessing,<br>And joy without ceasing,<br>On each bud and blossom,<br>And each sleeping bosom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They look in every thoughtless nest<br>Where birds are covered warm;<br>They visit caves of every beast,<br>To keep them all from harm:<br>If they see any weeping<br>That should have been sleeping,<br>They pour sleep on their head,<br>And sit down by their bed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When wolves and tigers howl for prey,<br>They pitying stand and weep;<br>Seeking to drive their thirst away,<br>And keep them from the sheep.<br>But if they rush dreadful,<br>The angels, most heedful,<br>Receive each mild spirit,<br>New worlds to inherit.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there the lion’s ruddy eyes<br>Shall flow with tears of gold,<br>And pitying the tender cries,<br>And walking round the fold,<br>Saying: ‘Wrath, by His meekness,<br>And, by His health, sickness<br>Is driven away<br>From our immortal day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘And now beside thee, bleating lamb,<br>I can lie down and sleep;<br>Or think on Him who bore thy name,<br>Graze after thee and weep.<br>For, wash'd in life’s river<br>My bright mane for ever<br>Shall shine like the gold<br>As I guard o’er the fold.’</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Blake">William Blake</a> from <i>Songs of Innocence</i><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=38183" data-title="Night de William Blake" data-description="The sun descending in the west,/The evening star does shine;/The birds are silent in their nest,/And I must seek for mine./The moon, like a flower/In heaven’s high bower,/With silent delight,/Sits and smiles on the night./Farewell, green fields ..."></div> </div> </div>

solid border dashed border dotted border double border groove border ridge border inset border outset border no border blue green red purple cyan gold silver black