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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391641" 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 oloud; <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, pass'd floating before me,<br> And my heart almost fainted with rapture and awe.<br>I view'd the dread beings around us that hover,<br> Though veil'd by the mists of mortality's breath;<br>And I call'd 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 pass'd, 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 oloud; 
Around it for ever deep music is swelling, 
 The voice of the mountain-wind, solemn and loud. 
'Twas a midnight of shadows all fitfully ..."></div>
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