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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=397260" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Woodlark</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Teevo cheevo cheevio chee:<br>O where, what can tháat be? <br>Weedio-weedio: there again! <br>So tiny a trickle of sóng-strain; <br>And all round not to be found<br>For brier, bough, furrow, or gréen ground <br>Before or behind or far or at hand <br>Either left either right <br>Anywhere in the súnlight. <br>Well, after all! Ah but hark—<br>‘I am the little wóodlark.<br>. . . . . . . . <br>To-day the sky is two and two <br>With white strokes and strains of the blue<br>. . . . . . . . <br>Round a ring, around a ring <br>And while I sail (must listen) I sing<br>. . . . . . . .<br>The skylark is my cousin and he <br>Is known to men more than me<br>. . . . . . . . <br>…when the cry within <br>Says Go on then I go on <br>Till the longing is less and the good gone</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But down drop, if it says Stop, <br>To the all-a-leaf of the tréetop <br>And after that off the bough<br>. . . . . . . . <br>I ám so véry, O soó very glad <br>That I dó thínk there is not to be had…<br>. . . . . . . . <br>The blue wheat-acre is underneath <br>And the braided ear breaks out of the sheath, <br>The ear in milk, lush the sash, <br>And crush-silk poppies aflash, <br>The blood-gush blade-gash<br>Flame-rash rudred <br>Bud shelling or broad-shed <br>Tatter-tassel-tangled and dingle-a-dangled <br>Dandy-hung dainty head.<br>. . . . . . . . <br>And down … the furrow dry<br>Sunspurge and oxeye <br>And laced-leaved lovely <br>Foam-tuft fumitory<br>. . . . . . . . <br>Through the velvety wind V-winged <br>To the nest’s nook I balance and buoy<br>With a sweet joy of a sweet joy, <br>Sweet, of a sweet, of a sweet joy <br>Of a sweet—a sweet—sweet—joy.’</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gerard+Manley+Hopkins">Gerard Manley Hopkins</a><div class=q>
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O where, what can tháat be? 
Weedio-weedio: there again! 
So tiny a trickle of sóng-strain; 
And all round not to be found
For brier, bough, furrow, or gréen ground 
Before or behind or far or at hand 
Either left eit..."></div>
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