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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409739" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Luck of Edenhall. From The German Of Uhland</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of Edenhall, the youthful Lord <br>Bids sound the festal trumpet's call. <br>He rises at the banquet board, <br>And cries, 'mid the drunken revellers all, <br>'Now bring me the Luck of Edenhall!' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The butler hears the words with pain, <br>The house's oldest seneschal, <br>Takes slow from its silken cloth again <br>The drinking glass of crystal tall; <br>They call it The Luck of Edenhall. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then said the Lord, 'This glass to praise, <br>Fill with red wine from Portugal!' <br>The graybeard with trembling hand obeys; <br>A purple light shines over all, <br>It beams from the Luck of Edenhall. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then speaks the Lord, and waves it light: <br>'This glass of flashing crystal tall <br>Gave to my sires the Fountain-Sprite; <br>She wrote in it, <br>If this glass doth fall, <br>Farewell then, O Luck of Edenhall!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>''Twas right a goblet the Fate should be <br>Of the joyous race of Edenhall! <br>Deep draughts drink we right willingly: <br>And willingly ring, with merry call, <br>Kling! klang! to the Luck of Edenhall!' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">First rings it deep, and full, and mild, <br>Like to the song of a nightingale <br>Then like the roar of a torrent wild; <br>Then mutters at last like the thunder's fall, <br>The glorious Luck of Edenhall. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'For its keeper takes a race of might, <br>The fragile goblet of crystal tall; <br>It has lasted longer than is right; <br>King! klang!--with a harder blow than all <br>Will I try the Luck of Edenhall!' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">As the goblet ringing flies apart, <br>Suddenly cracks the vaulted hall; <br>And through the rift, the wild flames start; <br>The guests in dust are scattered all, <br>With the breaking Luck of Edenhall! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In storms the foe, with fire and sword; <br>He in the night had scaled the wall, <br>Slain by the sword lies the youthful Lord, <br>But holds in his hand the crystal tall, <br>The shattered Luck of Edenhall. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the morrow the butler gropes alone, <br>The graybeard in the desert hall, <br>He seeks his Lord's burnt skeleton, <br>He seeks in the dismal ruin's fall <br>The shards of the Luck of Edenhall. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'The stone wall,' saith he, 'doth fall aside, <br>Down must the stately columns fall; <br>Glass is this earth's Luck and Pride; <br>In atoms shall fall this earthly ball <br>One day like the Luck of Edenhall!'</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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Bids sound the festal trumpet's call. 
He rises at the banquet board, 
And cries, 'mid the drunken revellers all, 
'Now bring me the Luck of Edenhall!' 

The butler hears the words with pain, 
The house's oldest sen..."></div>
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