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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408062" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mountain Life</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">IN summer dusk the valley lies <br>With far-flung shadow veil; <br>A cloud-sea laps the precipice <br>Before the evening gale: <br>The welter of the cloud-waves grey <br>Cuts off from keenest sight <br>The glacier, looking out by day <br>O'er all the district, far away, <br>And crowned with golden light. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But o'er the smouldering cloud-wrack's flow, <br>Where gold and amber kiss, <br>Stands up the archipelago, <br>A home of shining peace. <br>The mountain eagle seems to sail <br>A ship far seen at even; <br>And over all a serried pale <br>Of peaks, like giants ranked in mail, <br>Fronts westward threatening heaven. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But look, a steading nestles, close <br>Beneath the ice-fields bound, <br>Where purple cliffs and glittering snows <br>The quiet home surround. <br>Here place and people seem to be <br>A world apart, alone; -- <br>Cut off from men by spate and scree <br>It has a heaven more broad, more free, <br>A sunshine all its own. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Look: mute the saeter-maiden stays, <br>Half shadow, half aflame; <br>The deep, still vision of her gaze <br>Was never word to name. <br>She names it not herself, nor knows <br>What goal my be its will; <br>While cow-bells chime and alp-horn blows <br>It bears her where the sunset glows, <br>Or, maybe, further still. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Too brief, thy life on highland wolds <br>Where close the glaciers jut; <br>Too soon the snowstorm's cloak enfolds <br>Stone byre and pine-log hut. <br>Then wilt thou ply with hearth ablaze <br>The winter's well-worn tasks; -- <br>But spin thy wool with cheerful face: <br>One sunset in the mountain pays <br>For all their winter asks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henrik+Johan+Ibsen">Henrik Johan Ibsen</a><div class=q>
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With far-flung shadow veil; 
A cloud-sea laps the precipice 
Before the evening gale: 
The welter of the cloud-waves grey 
Cuts off from keenest sight 
The glacier, looking out by day 
O'er all the district, far awa..."></div>
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