<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=407901" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Poppies on the Wheat</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Along Ancona's hills the shimmering heat, <br>A tropic tide of air with ebb and flow <br>Bathes all the fields of wheat until they glow <br>Like flashing seas of green, which toss and beat <br>Around the vines. The poppies lithe and fleet <br>Seem running, fiery torchmen, to and fro <br>To mark the shore. <br>The farmer does not know <br>That they are there. He walks with heavy feet, <br>Counting the bread and wine by autumn's gain, <br>But I,--I smile to think that days remain <br>Perhaps to me in which, through bread be sweet <br>No more, and red wine warm my blood in vain, <br>I shall be glad remembering how the fleet, <br>Lithe poppies ran like torchmen with the wheat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Helen+Hunt+Jackson">Helen Hunt Jackson</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=407901" data-title="Poppies on the Wheat de Helen Hunt Jackson" data-description="Along Ancona's hills the shimmering heat, A tropic tide of air with ebb and flow Bathes all the fields of wheat until they glow Like flashing seas of green, which toss and beat Around the vines. The poppies lithe and fleet Seem running, fiery..."></div> </div> </div>

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