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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409392" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cadenabbia. Lake Of Como. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Fourth)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">No sound of wheels or hoof-beat breaks<br>The silence of the summer day,<br>As by the loveliest of all lakes<br>I while the idle hours away. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I pace the leafy colonnade,<br>Where level branches of the plane<br>Above me weave a roof of shade<br>Impervious to the sun and rain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">At times a sudden rush of air<br>Flutters the lazy leaves o'erhead,<br>And gleams of sunshine toss and flare<br>Like torches down the path I tread. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">By Somariva's garden gate<br>I make the marble stairs my seat,<br>And hear the water, as I wait,<br>Lapping the steps beneath my feet. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The undulation sinks and swells<br>Along the stony parapets,<br>And far away the floating bells<br>Tinkle upon the fisher's nets. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Silent and slow, by tower and town<br>The freighted barges come and go,<br>Their pendent shadows gliding down<br>By town and tower submerged below. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The hills sweep upward from the shore,<br>With villas scattered one by one<br>Upon their wooded spurs, and lower<br>Bellaggio blazing in the sun. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And dimly seen, a tangled mass<br>Of walls and woods, of light and shade,<br>Stands, beckoning up the Stelvio Pass,<br>Varenna with its white cascade. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I ask myself, Is this a dream?<br>Will it all vanish into air?<br>Is there a land of such supreme<br>And perfect beauty anywhere? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sweet vision! Do not fade away;<br>Linger, until my heart shall take<br>Into itself the summer day,<br>And all the beauty of the lake;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Linger until upon my brain<br>Is stamped an image of the scene,<br>Then fade into the air again,<br>And be as if thou hadst not been.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Wadsworth+Longfellow">Henry Wadsworth Longfellow</a><div class=q>
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The silence of the summer day,
As by the loveliest of all lakes
I while the idle hours away. 

I pace the leafy colonnade,
Where level branches of the plane
Above me weave a roof of shade
Impervious to the su..."></div>
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