<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391937" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To An Old Quill Of Lord Dunsany's</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Before you leave my hands' abuses<br>To lie where many odd things meet you,<br>Neglected darkling of the Muses,<br>I, the last of singers, greet you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Snug in some white wing they found you,<br>On the Common bleak and muddy,<br>Noisy goslings gobbling round you .<br>In the pools of sunset, ruddy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Have you sighed in wings untravelled<br>For the heights where others view the<br>Bluer widths of heaven, and marvelled<br>At the utmost top of Beauty ?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No ! it cannot be ; the soul you<br>Sigh with craves nor begs of us.<br>From such heights a poet stole you<br>From a wing of Pegasus.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You have been where gods were sleeping<br>In the dawn of new creations,<br>Ere they woke to woman's weeping<br>At the broken thrones of nations.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You have seen this old world shattered<br>By old gods it disappointed,<br>Lying up in darkness, battered<br>By wild comets, unanointed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But for Beauty unmolested<br>Have you still the sighing olden ?<br>I know mountains heather-crested,<br>Waters white, and waters golden.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There I'd keep you, in the lowly<br>Beauty-haunts of bird and poet,<br>Sailing in a wing, the holy<br>Silences of lakes below it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I leave you by where no man<br>Finds you, when I too be gone<br>From the puddles on this common<br>Over the dark Rubicon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+Ledwidge">Francis Ledwidge</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391937" data-title="To An Old Quill Of Lord Dunsany's de Francis Ledwidge" data-description="Before you leave my hands' abuses To lie where many odd things meet you, Neglected darkling of the Muses, I, the last of singers, greet you. Snug in some white wing they found you, On the Common bleak and muddy, Noisy goslings gobbling round you ..."></div> </div> </div>

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