<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384432" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In England</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In England, there are wrongs no doubt,<br>Which should be righted; so men say,<br>Who seek to weed earth's garden out,<br>And give the roses right of way;<br>Yes, right of way, to fruit and rose,<br>Where now but poison ivy grows.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>In England, there is wide unrest,<br>They tell me who should know; and yet<br>I saw but hedges, gayly dressed,<br>And eyes where love and kindness met;<br>Yes, love and kindness, met and made<br>Soft sunshine even in the shade.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>In England, there are haunting things<br>Which follow one to other lands;<br>Like some pervading scent that clings<br>To laces touched by vanished hands;<br>Yes, touched by vanished hands, which made<br>A fragrance that defies the grave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>In England, centuries of art<br>Give common things a mellow tone;<br>And wake old memories in the heart<br>Of other lives the soul has known;<br>Yes, other lives in some past age<br>Start forth from canvas, and from page.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>In England, there are simple joys,<br>The modern world has left all sweet;<br>In London's heart, are nooks where noise<br>Has entered but with slippered feet;<br>Yes, entered softly. Friend, believe,<br>To part from England is to grieve.</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> <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=384432" data-title="In England de Ella Wheeler Wilcox" data-description="In England, there are wrongs no doubt, Which should be righted; so men say, Who seek to weed earth's garden out, And give the roses right of way; Yes, right of way, to fruit and rose, Where now but poison ivy grows. In England, there is wide unr..."></div> </div> </div>

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