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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=385001" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song of the Foot Track</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">COME away, come away from the straightness of the road; <br> I will lead you into delicate recesses <br>Where peals of ripples ring through the maidenhair’s abode <br> In the heart of little water wildernesses. <br> <br>I will show you pleasant places; tawny hills the sun has kissed, <br> Where the giant trees the wind is always swinging <br>Rise from clouds of pearly saplings tipped with rose and amethyst,— <br> Fairy boughs where fairy butterflies are clinging. <br> <br>Come away from the road; I will lead through shade and sheen, <br> Changing brightly as the year of colour passes <br>Through each tint the opal knows, from the flaming winter green <br> To the summer gold and silver of the grasses. <br> <br>Here is riot of leaf and blossom, ferny mosses in the glade <br> Pressing round the wattle’s stem of dappled splendour; <br>Even the pathway that you tread smiles with daisies unafraid,— <br> Laden branches lean to breathe a welcome tender. <br> <br>Come away from the road; let wild petals cool your eyes <br> Dim and hardened with the arid light of duty; <br>Lose awhile your weary purpose, leave the highway of the wise <br> For the little reckless of joy and beauty. <br> <br>I am fairer still to follow where the Bush is lonelier grown <br> And the purple vines fling tendrils out to bind me; <br>For the secret of my lure is the call of the Unknown, <br> Hidden Loveliness that laughs: ‘Come and find me!’ <br> <br>Follow on, ah, come with me! Though the way is fainter shown <br> Where the restless waves of green have splashed and crossed me; <br>In the temple of the trees you have met delight alone; <br> Winning happiness, what matter though you lost me? <br> <br>In this dreamy fane of sunshine, where wood-violets are rife, <br> Though I leave you,—path and bracken surges blended,— <br>Would you say I led you vainly? I have sung the joy of life, <br> I have set you in the way; my song is ended.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Elsie+Cole">Elsie Cole</a><div class=q>
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 I will lead you into delicate recesses 
Where peals of ripples ring through the maidenhair’s abode 
 In the heart of little water wildernesses. 
 
I will show you pleasant places; tawny h..."></div>
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