<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=383701" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Atavism</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was always afraid of Somes's Pond: <br>Not the little pond, by which the willow stands, <br>Where laughing boys catch alewives in their hands <br>In brown, bright shallows; but the one beyond. <br>There, where the frost makes all the birches burn <br>Yellow as cow-lilies, and the pale sky shines <br>Like a polished shell between black spruce and pines, <br>Some strange thing tracks us, turning where we turn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You'll say I dreamed it, being the true daughter <br>Of those who in old times endured this dread. <br>Look! Where the lily-stems are showing red <br>A silent paddle moves below the water, <br>A sliding shape has stirred them like a breath; <br>Tall plumes surmount a painted mask of death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Elinor+Morton+Wylie">Elinor Morton Wylie</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=383701" data-title="Atavism de Elinor Morton Wylie" data-description="I was always afraid of Somes's Pond: Not the little pond, by which the willow stands, Where laughing boys catch alewives in their hands In brown, bright shallows; but the one beyond. There, where the frost makes all the birches burn Yellow as..."></div> </div> </div>

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