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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392401" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sweet Nick</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sweet Nicholas, your handfuls of song<br>Endure and echo in the thoughts of some<br>Who look to deeper lives once more, in England and beyond</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The damp tones of voice strewn on guitar, the steady pick<br>And falling strain, are clear as rain upon hard trodden ground<br>And grow more sturdy through the fallen years</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your generation lost in the abandonment of dreams, <br>Its hope and thirst for dreaming both erased<br>By monstrous waves of violence, foregone the force</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of persistence born in calm. Still, you watch and wait <br>For Betty at the riverbank. Your burial field<br>Is tilled and sown by seeds you left for her to find.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Half-boyish demi-smile, long slender hair<br>And frame, by Hampstead and Cyrano's coffee bar.<br>Near to invisible in the air, you hold to youth with fingers fine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That blue guitar is strung across a pink-edged moon<br>Your life a gift extreme, a quietude of love<br>And fragile voices heard much further, later, now.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Nick Drake,1948 - 1974</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frank+Bana">Frank Bana</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=392401" data-title="Sweet Nick de Frank Bana" data-description="Sweet Nicholas, your handfuls of song Endure and echo in the thoughts of some Who look to deeper lives once more, in England and beyond The damp tones of voice strewn on guitar, the steady pick And falling strain, are clear as rain upon hard trod..."></div> </div> </div>
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