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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384711" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Wild Blue-Bells</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Came a bouquet from the city, <br> Fragrant, rich and debonair -<br>Sweet carnation and geraniium, <br> Heliotrope and roses rare.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Down beside the crystal river, <br> Where the moss-grown rocks are high, <br>And the ferns, from niche and crevice, <br> Stretch to greet the azure sky; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the chaste October sunlight, <br> High above the path below, <br>Grew a tuft of lovely blue-bells, <br> Softly wind-swung to and fro.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Reached a dainty hand to grasp them, <br> Bore them home with loving care, <br>Tenderly and proudly placed them<br> 'Mid the flowers so sweet and fair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But my timid little blue-bells, <br> Children of the leafy wild, <br>Dazzled by their city sisters, <br> Turned away and, tearful, smiled.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When alone, I bent to kiss them, <br> Pleadingly they sighed to me, <br>'Take us, when we die, we pray thee, <br>Back beneath the dear old tree.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'We would sleep where first the sunshine<br> Kissed us in the dewy morn; <br>Where, while soft, warm zephyrs fanned us, <br> Leaf and bud and flower were born.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So I bore them, when they faded, <br> Back to where love sighed for them; <br>Laid them near the ferns and mosses, <br> 'Neath the dear old parent stem; -</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Deeply grieved that all things lovely<br> Must so soon forever die, -<br>That upon the gentle blue-bells<br> Winter's cold, deep snow must lie.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I half arraigned the goodness<br> That made Death king everywhere -<br>Stretching forth his cruel sceptre -<br> Lord of sea, and earth and air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Summer came, and all the hillsides<br> Wore a shim'ring robe of green; <br>And with rifts of sky and cloudlet<br> Flashed the river's golden sheen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was walking the old pathway, <br> When a tiny shout I hears; <br>Harken! was it elfin fairy, <br> Or some truant mocking bird? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No! a family of blue-bells<br> Waved their slender arms on high<br>Clapped their tiny arms in triumph, <br>Crying, 'See! we did not die.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Never more distrust the Master, <br> Love and Truth his ways attend<br>Death is but a darkened portal<br> Of a life that ne'er shall end</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Loved ones, parted from in anguish, <br> Your glad eyes again shall see, -<br>Brighter than the hopes you cherished<br> Shall the glad fruition be.'</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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 Fragrant, rich and debonair -
Sweet carnation and geraniium, 
 Heliotrope and roses rare.

Down beside the crystal river, 
 Where the moss-grown rocks are high, 
And the ferns, from niche and crevice, 
 Stretch to g..."></div>
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