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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408316" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>From the Forests</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where in a green, moist, myrtle dell<br>The torrent voice rings strong<br>And clear, above a star-bright well,<br>I write this woodland song.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The melodies of many leaves<br>Float in a fragrant zone;<br>And here are flowers by deep-mossed eaves<br>That day has never known.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'll weave a garland out of these,<br>The darlings of the birds,<br>And send it over singing seas<br>With certain sunny words -</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With certain words alive with light<br>Of welcome for a thing<br>Of promise, born beneath the white,<br>Soft afternoon of Spring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The faithful few have waited long<br>A life like this to see;<br>And they will understand the song<br>That flows to-day from me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">May every page within this book<br>Be as a radiant hour;<br>Or like a bank of mountain brook,<br>All flower and leaf and flower.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">May all the strength and all the grace<br>Of Letters make it beam<br>As beams a lawn whose lovely face<br>Is as a glorious dream.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And may that strange divinity<br>That men call Genius write<br>Some deathless thing in days to be,<br>To fill those days with light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here where the free, frank waters run,<br>I pray this book may grow<br>A sacred candour like the sun<br>Above the morning snow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">May noble thoughts in faultless words -<br>In clean white diction - make<br>It shine as shines the home of birds<br>And moss and leaf and lake.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This fair fresh life with joy I hail,<br>And this belief express,<br>Its days will be a brilliant tale<br>Of effort and success.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here ends my song; I have a dream<br>Of beauty like the grace<br>Which lies upon the land of stream<br>In yonder mountain place.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Kendall">Henry Kendall</a><div class=q>
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The torrent voice rings strong
And clear, above a star-bright well,
I write this woodland song.

The melodies of many leaves
Float in a fragrant zone;
And here are flowers by deep-mossed eaves
That day has neve..."></div>
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