<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396875" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sunrise</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The clouds are withdrawn <br>And their thin-rippled mist, <br>That stream'd o'er the lawn <br>To the drowsy-eyed west. <br>Cold and grey <br>They slept in the way, <br>And shrank from the ray <br>Of the chariot East: <br>But now they are gone, <br>And the bounding light <br>Leaps thro' the bars <br>Of doubtful dawn; <br>Blinding the stars, <br>And blessing the sight; <br>Shedding delight <br>On all below; <br>Glimmering fields, <br>And wakening wealds, <br>And rising lark, <br>And meadows dark, <br>And idle rills, <br>And labouring mills, <br>And far-distant hills <br>Of the fawn and the doe. <br>The sun is cheered <br>And his path is cleared, <br>As he steps to the air <br>From his emerald cave, <br>His heel in the wave, <br>Most bright and bare; <br>In the tide of the sky <br>His radiant hair <br>From his temples fair <br>Blown back on high; <br>As forward he bends, <br>And upward ascends, <br>Timely and true, <br>To the breast of the blue; <br>His warm red lips <br>Kissing the dew, <br>Which sweetened drips <br>On his flower cupholders; <br>Every hue <br>From his gleaming shoulders <br>Shining anew <br>With colour sky-born, <br>As it washes and dips <br>In the pride of the morn. <br>Robes of azure, <br>Fringed with amber, <br>Fold upon fold <br>Of purple and gold, <br>Vine-leaf bloom, <br>And the grape's ripe gloom, <br>When season deep <br>In noontide leisure, <br>With clustering heap <br>The tendrils clamber <br>Full in the face <br>Of his hot embrace, <br>Fill'd with the gleams <br>Of his firmest beams. <br>Autumn flushes, <br>Roseate blushes, <br>Vermeil tinges, <br>Violet fringes, <br>Every hue <br>Of his flower cupholders, <br>O'er the clear ether <br>Mingled together, <br>Shining anew <br>From his gleaming shoulders! <br>Circling about <br>In a coronal rout, <br>And floating behind, <br>The way of the wind, <br>As forward he bends, <br>And upward ascends, <br>Timely and true, <br>To the breast of the blue. <br>His bright neck curved, <br>His clear limbs nerved, <br>Diamond keen <br>On his front serene, <br>While each white arm strains <br>To the racing reins, <br>As plunging, eyes flashing, <br>Dripping, and dashing, <br>His steeds triple grown <br>Rear up to his throne, <br>Ruffling the rest <br>Of the sea's blue breast, <br>From his flooding, flaming crimson crest!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Meredith">George Meredith</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=396875" data-title="Sunrise de George Meredith" data-description="The clouds are withdrawn And their thin-rippled mist, That stream'd o'er the lawn To the drowsy-eyed west. Cold and grey They slept in the way, And shrank from the ray Of the chariot East: But now they are gone, And the bounding light Le..."></div> </div> </div>

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