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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391640" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Rock Of Cader Idris</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I LAY on that rock where the storms have their dwelling, <br>The birthplace of phantoms, the home of the cloud; <br>Around it for ever deep music is swelling, <br>The voice of the mountain-wind, solemn and loud. <br>'Twas a midnight of shadows all fitfully streaming, <br>Of wild waves and breezes, that mingled their moan; <br>Of dim shrouded stars, as from gulfs faintly gleaming; <br>And I met the dread gloom of its grandeur alone. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I lay there in silence–a spirit came o'er me; <br>Man's tongue hath no language to speak what I saw: <br>Things glorious, unearthly, passed floating before me, <br>And my heart almost fainted with rapture and awe. <br>I viewed the dread beings around us that hover, <br>Though veil'd by the mists of mortality's breath; <br>And I called upon darkness the vision to cover, <br>For a strife was within me of madness and death. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw them–the powers of the wind and the ocean, <br>The rush of whose pinion bears onward the storms; <br>Like the sweep of the white-rolling wave was their motion, <br>I felt their dim presence,–but knew not their forms ! <br>I saw them–the mighty of ages departed– <br>The dead were around me that night on the hill: <br>From their eyes, as they passed, a cold radiance they darted,– <br>There was light on my soul, but my heart's blood was chill. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw what man looks on, and dies–but my spirit <br>Was strong, and triumphantly lived through that hour; <br>And, as from the grave, I awoke to inherit <br>A flame all immortal, a voice, and a power ! <br>Day burst on that rock with the purple cloud crested, <br>And high Cader Idris rejoiced in the sun;– <br>But O ! what new glory all nature invested, <br>When the sense which gives soul to her beauty was won !</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Felicia+Dorothea+Hemans">Felicia Dorothea Hemans</a><div class=q>
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The birthplace of phantoms, the home of the cloud; 
Around it for ever deep music is swelling, 
The voice of the mountain-wind, solemn and loud. 
'Twas a midnight of shadows all fitfully st..."></div>
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