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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396940" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Three Singers To Young Blood</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carols nature, counsel men.<br>Different notes as rook from wren<br>Hear we when our steps begin,<br>And the choice is cast within,<br>Where a robber raven's tale<br>Urges passion's nightingale.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hark to the three. Chimed they in one,<br>Life were music of the sun.<br>Liquid first, and then the caw,<br>Then the cry that knows not law.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As the birds do, so do we,<br>Bill our mate, and choose our tree.<br>Swift to building work addressed,<br>Any straw will help a nest.<br>Mates are warm, and this is truth,<br>Glad the young that come of youth.<br>They have bloom i' the blood and sap<br>Chilling at no thunder-clap.<br>Man and woman on the thorn<br>Trust not Earth, and have her scorn.<br>They who in her lead confide,<br>Wither me if they spread not wide!<br>Look for aid to little things,<br>You will get them quick as wings,<br>Thick as feathers; would you feed,<br>Take the leap that springs the need.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Contemplate the rutted road:<br>Life is both a lure and goad.<br>Each to hold in measure just,<br>Trample appetite to dust.<br>Mark the fool and wanton spin:<br>Keep to harness as a skin.<br>Ere you follow nature's lead,<br>Of her powers in you have heed;<br>Else a shiverer you will find<br>You have challenged humankind.<br>Mates are chosen marketwise:<br>Coolest bargainer best buys.<br>Leap not, nor let leap the heart:<br>Trot your track, and drag your cart.<br>So your end may be in wool,<br>Honoured, and with manger full.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">III</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O the rosy light! it fleets,<br>Dearer dying than all sweets.<br>That is life: it waves and goes;<br>Solely in that cherished Rose<br>Palpitates, or else 'tis death.<br>Call it love with all thy breath.<br>Love! it lingers: Love! it nears:<br>Love! O Love! the Rose appears,<br>Blushful, magic, reddening air.<br>Now the choice is on thee: dare!<br>Mortal seems the touch, but makes<br>Immortal the hand that takes.<br>Feel what sea within thee shames<br>Of its force all other claims,<br>Drowns them. Clasp! the world will be<br>Heavenly Rose to swelling sea.</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>
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Different notes as rook from wren
Hear we when our steps begin,
And the choice is cast within,
Where a robber raven's tale
Urges passion's nightingale.

Hark to the three. Chimed they in one,
Life were music of the sun...."></div>
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