<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384577" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song Of The Wheelman</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Over my desk in a dark office bending.<br>Dim seems the sunlight and dull seems the day;<br>But when the afternoon draws toward an ending,<br>Here waits my steel steed-I mount, and away!<br>Like cobwebs of silver I see in the distance<br>The glint of bright wheels, I must follow and find.<br>What life in the air now! what zest in existence,<br>As faster and faster I race with the wind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Down the smooth pavements, and out toward the heather-<br>Ho! fellows, ho! I am coming you see!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Breast to breast, now let us speed on together-<br>Who dares try mounting that hillside with me?<br>Over the bridge I go-past the green meadows,<br>Au revoir, boys, I will ride on alone!<br>For in yon cottage half hid in the shadows,<br>Waiting for me, is my sweetheart-my own.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She watches my wheel as it glitters and glistens<br>Down the steep crest of the daisy-starred hill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fair is her cheek as she waits there and listens<br>For the sure signal blown tenderly shrill.<br>Sweetheart, my sweetheart, I'm coming, I'm coming.<br>Here, sturdy steed, you may stand by the wall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A bird to her mate has flown swift thro' the gloaming,<br>Love, youth and summer, thank God for them all.</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=384577" data-title="Song Of The Wheelman de Ella Wheeler Wilcox" data-description="Over my desk in a dark office bending. Dim seems the sunlight and dull seems the day; But when the afternoon draws toward an ending, Here waits my steel steed-I mount, and away! Like cobwebs of silver I see in the distance The glint of bright whee..."></div> </div> </div>

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