<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392463" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The children of the Mist</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through the valleys, softly creeping <br>‘Mid the tree-tops, tempest-tossed, <br>see the cloud-forms seeking, peeping <br>For the loved ones that are lost. <br>Not for storm or sunshine resting, <br>Will they slacken or desist, <br>Or grow weary in their questing <br>For the children of the mist. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where are those children hiding? <br>Surely they will soon return, <br>In the gorge again abiding <br>‘Mid the myrtle and the fern. <br>Ah! the dusky forms departed <br>Nevermore will keep their tryst, <br>And the clouds, alone, sad-hearted, <br>mourn the Children of the Mist. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">E’en the wild bush-creatures, scattered, <br>Ere they die renew their race, <br>And the pine, by levin shattered, <br>Leaves an heir to take his place. <br>Though each forest thing, forth stealing, <br>Year by year the clouds have kissed, <br>Vainly are those white arms feeling <br>For the children of the mist. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dead the race, beyond awaking, <br>Ere its task was well begun; <br>Human hearts that throbbed to breaking <br>Are but dust beneath the sun. <br>Past all dreams of vengeance-wreaking, <br>Blown where’er the tempests list. <br>. . . . . . . . </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the cloud-forms still are seeking <br>For the children of the mist.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frank+Dalby+Davison">Frank Dalby Davison</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=392463" data-title="The children of the Mist de Frank Dalby Davison" data-description="Through the valleys, softly creeping ‘Mid the tree-tops, tempest-tossed, see the cloud-forms seeking, peeping For the loved ones that are lost. Not for storm or sunshine resting, Will they slacken or desist, Or grow weary in their questing..."></div> </div> </div>

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