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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=386464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Day Dream</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On a sunny brae, alone I lay<br>One summer afternoon;<br>It was the marriage-time of May<br>With her young lover, June. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">From her mother's heart, seemed loath to part<br>That queen of bridal charms,<br>But her father smiled on the fairest child<br>He ever held in his arms. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The trees did wave their plumy crests,<br>The glad birds caroled clear;<br>And I, of all the wedding guests,<br>Was only sullen there! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was not one, but wished to shun<br>My aspect void of cheer;<br>The very grey rocks, looking on,<br>Asked, &quot;What do you here?&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I could utter no reply;<br>In sooth, I did not know<br>Why I had brought a clouded eye<br>To greet the general glow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So, resting on a heathy bank,<br>I took my heart to me;<br>And we together sadly sank<br>Into a reverie. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We thought, &quot;When winter comes again,<br>Where will these bright things be?<br>All vanished, like a vision vain,<br>An unreal mockery! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The birds that now so blithely sing,<br>Through deserts, frozen dry,<br>Poor spectres of the perished spring,<br>In famished troops, will fly. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And why should we be glad at all?<br>The leaf is hardly green,<br>Before a token of its fall<br>Is on the surface seen!&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now, whether it were really so,<br>I never could be sure;<br>But as in fit of peevish woe,<br>I stretched me on the moor. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A thousand thousand gleaming fires<br>Seemed kindling in the air;<br>A thousand thousand silvery lyres<br>Resounded far and near: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Methought, the very breath I breathed<br>Was full of sparks divine,<br>And all my heather-couch was wreathed<br>By that celestial shine! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And, while the wide earth echoing rung<br>To their strange minstrelsy,<br>The little glittering spirits sung,<br>Or seemed to sing, to me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;O mortal! mortal! let them die;<br>Let time and tears destroy,<br>That we may overflow the sky<br>With universal joy! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let grief distract the sufferer's breast,<br>And night obscure his way;<br>They hasten him to endless rest,<br>And everlasting day. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To thee the world is like a tomb,<br>A desert's naked shore;<br>To us, in unimagined bloom,<br>It brightens more and more! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And could we lift the veil, and give<br>One brief glimpse to thine eye,<br>Thou wouldst rejoice for those that live,<br>Because they live to die.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The music ceased; the noonday dream,<br>Like dream of night, withdrew;<br>But Fancy, still, will sometimes deem<br>Her fond creation true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Emily+Jane+Bront%C3%AB">Emily Jane Brontë</a><div class=q>
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One summer afternoon;
It was the marriage-time of May
With her young lover, June. 

From her mother's heart, seemed loath to part
That queen of bridal charms,
But her father smiled on the fairest child
He ever held in ..."></div>
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