<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409522" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jeckoyva</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">They made the warrior's grave beside<br>The dashing of his native time:<br>And there was mourning in the glen-- <br>The strong wail of a thousand men--<br>O'er him thus fallen in his pride,<br>Ere mist of age - or blight or blast<br>Had o'er his might spirit past.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They made the warrior's grave beneath<br>The bending of the wild elm's wreath,<br>When the dark hunter's piercing eye<br>Had found that mountain rest on high,<br>Where, scattered by the sharp wind's breath,<br>Beneath the ragged cliff were thrown<br>The strong belt and the mouldering bone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where was the warrior's foot, when first<br>The red sun on the mountain burst?<br>Where -- when the sultry noon-time came<br>On the green vales with scorching flame,<br>And made the woodlands faint with thirst?<br>'Twas where the wind is keen and loud,<br>And the gray eagle breasts the cloud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where was the warrior's foot when night<br>Veiled in thick cloud the mountain-height?<br>None heard the loud and sudden crash--<br>None saw the fallen warrior dash<br>Down the bare rock so high and white!<br>But he that drooped not in the chase<br>Made on the hills his burial-place.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They found him there, when the long day<br>Of cold desertion passed away,<br>And traces on that barren cleft<br>Of struggling hard with death were left--<br>Deep marks and footprints in the clay!<br>And they have laid this feathery helm<br>By the dark river and green elm.</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> <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=409522" data-title="Jeckoyva de Henry Wadsworth Longfellow" data-description="They made the warrior's grave beside The dashing of his native time: And there was mourning in the glen-- The strong wail of a thousand men-- O'er him thus fallen in his pride, Ere mist of age - or blight or blast Had o'er his might spirit past. ..."></div> </div> </div>

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