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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409225" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Spring in the South</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now in the oak the sap of life is welling,<br>Tho' to the bough the rusty leafage clings;<br>Now on the elm the misty buds are swelling,<br>See how the pine-wood grows alive with wings;<br>Blue-jays fluttering, yodeling and crying,<br>Meadow-larks sailing low above the faded grass,<br>Red-birds whistling clear, silent robins flying,--<br>Who has waked the birds up? What has come to pass?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Last year's cotton-plants, desolately bowing,<br>Tremble in the March-wind, ragged and forlorn;<br>Red are the hill-sides of the early ploughing,<br>Gray are the lowlands, waiting for the corn.<br>Earth seems asleep still, but she's only feigning;<br>Deep in her bosom thrills a sweet unrest.<br>Look where the jasmine lavishly is raining<br>Jove's golden shower into Danae's breast!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now on the plum the snowy bloom is sifted,<br>Now on the peach the glory of the rose,<br>Over the hills a tender haze is drifted,<br>Full to the brim the yellow river flows.<br>Dark cypress boughs with vivid jewels glisten,<br>Greener than emeralds shining in the sun.<br>Who has wrought the magic? Listen, sweetheart, listen!<br>The mocking-bird is singing Spring has begun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hark, in his song no tremor of misgiving!<br>All of his heart he pours into his lay,--<br>&quot;Love, love, love, and pure delight of living:<br>Winter is forgotten: here's a happy day!&quot;<br>Fair in your face I read the flowery presage,<br>Snowy on your brow and rosy on your mouth:<br>Sweet in your voice I hear the season's message,--<br>Love, love, love, and Spring in the South!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Van+Dyke">Henry Van Dyke</a><div class=q>
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Tho' to the bough the rusty leafage clings;
Now on the elm the misty buds are swelling,
See how the pine-wood grows alive with wings;
Blue-jays fluttering, yodeling and crying,
Meadow-larks sailing low ab..."></div>
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