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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=386572" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Low tide at st. andrews</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(NEW BRUNSWICK) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The long red flats stretch open to the sky, <br>Breathing their moisture on the August air. <br>The seaweeds cling with flesh-like fingers where <br>The rocks give shelter that the sands deny; <br>And wrapped in all her summer harmonies <br>St. Andrews sleeps beside her sleeping seas. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The far-off shores swim blue and indistinct, <br>Like half-lost memories of some old dream. <br>The listless waves that catch each sunny gleam <br>Are idling up the waterways land-linked, <br>And, yellowing along the harbour's breast, <br>The light is leaping shoreward from the west. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And naked-footed children, tripping down, <br>Light with young laughter, daily come at eve <br>To gather dulse and sea clams and then heave <br>Their loads, returning laden to the town, <br>Leaving a strange grey silence when they go,-- <br>The silence of the sands when tides are low.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Emily+Pauline+Johnson">Emily Pauline Johnson</a><div class=q>
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The long red flats stretch open to the sky, 
Breathing their moisture on the August air. 
The seaweeds cling with flesh-like fingers where 
The rocks give shelter that the sands deny; 
And wrapped in all her summer harmonies 
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