<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408327" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Illa Creek</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A strong sea-wind flies up and sings<br>Across the blown-wet border,<br>Whose stormy echo runs and rings<br>Like bells in wild disorder.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fierce breath hath vexed the foreland's face,<br>It glistens, glooms, and glistens;<br>But deep within this quiet place<br>Sweet Illa lies and listens.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sweet Illa of the shining sands,<br>She sleeps in shady hollows,<br>Where August flits with flowerful hands,<br>And silver Summer follows.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Far up the naked hills is heard<br>A noise of many waters,<br>But green-haired Illa lies unstirred<br>Amongst her star-like daughters.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The tempest, pent in moaning ways,<br>Awakes the shepherd yonder,<br>But Illa dreams unknown to days<br>Whose wings are wind and thunder.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here fairy hands and floral feet<br>Are brought by bright October;<br>Here, stained with grapes and smit with heat,<br>Comes Autumn, sweet and sober.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here lovers rest, what time the red<br>And yellow colours mingle,<br>And daylight droops with dying head<br>Beyond the western dingle.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And here, from month to month, the time<br>Is kissed by peace and pleasure,<br>While Nature sings her woodland rhyme<br>And hoards her woodland treasure.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, Illa Creek! ere evening spreads<br>Her wings o'er towns unshaded,<br>How oft we seek thy mossy beds<br>To lave our foreheads faded!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For, let me whisper, then we find<br>The strength that lives, nor falters,<br>In wood and water, waste and wind,<br>And hidden mountain altars.</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> <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=408327" data-title="Illa Creek de Henry Kendall" data-description="A strong sea-wind flies up and sings Across the blown-wet border, Whose stormy echo runs and rings Like bells in wild disorder. Fierce breath hath vexed the foreland's face, It glistens, glooms, and glistens; But deep within this quiet place Swee..."></div> </div> </div>

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