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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384332" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bohemia</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bohemia, o'er thy unatlassed borders <br>How many cross, with half-reluctant feet, <br>And unformed fears of dangers and disorders, <br>To find delights, more wholesome and more sweet <br>Than ever yet were known to the &quot;elite.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Herein can dwell no pretence and no seeming; <br>No stilted pride thrives in this atmosphere, <br>Which stimulates a tendency to dreaming. <br>The shores of the ideal world, from here, <br>Seem sometimes to be tangible and near.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We have no use for formal codes of fashion; <br>No &quot;Etiquette f Courts&quot; we emulate; <br>We know it needs sincerity and passion <br>To carry out the plans of God, or fate; <br>We do not strive to seem inanimate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We call no time lost that we give to pleasure; <br>Life's hurrying river speeds to Death's great sea; <br>We cast out no vain plummet-line to measure <br>Imagined depths of that unknown To-Be, <br>But grasp the Now, and fill it full of glee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All creeds have room here, and we all together <br>Devoutly worship at Art's sacred shrine; <br>But he who dwells once in thy golden weather, <br>Bohemia--sweet, lovely land of mine-- <br>Can find no joy outside thy border-line.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</a><div class=q>
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How many cross, with half-reluctant feet, 
And unformed fears of dangers and disorders, 
To find delights, more wholesome and more sweet 
Than ever yet were known to the &quot;elite.&quot;

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