<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409826" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To The Stork. (Armenian Popular Song, From The Prose Version Of Alishan)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Welcome, O Stork! that dost wing <br>Thy flight from the far-away! <br>Thou hast brought us the signs of Spring, <br>Thou hast made our sad hearts gay. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Descend, O Stork! descend <br>Upon our roof to rest; <br>In our ash-tree, O my friend, <br>My darling, make thy nest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To thee, O Stork, I complain, <br>O Stork, to thee I impart <br>The thousand sorrows, the pain <br>And aching of my heart. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When thou away didst go, <br>Away from this tree of ours, <br>The withering winds did blow, <br>And dried up all the flowers. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dark grew the brilliant sky, <br>Cloudy and dark and drear; <br>They were breaking the snow on high, <br>And winter was drawing near. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">From Varaca's rocky wall, <br>From the rock of Varaca unrolled, <br>the snow came and covered all, <br>And the green meadow was cold. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">O Stork, our garden with snow <br>Was hidden away and lost, <br>Mid the rose-trees that in it grow <br>Were withered by snow and frost.</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=409826" data-title="To The Stork. (Armenian Popular Song, From The Prose Version Of Alishan) de Henry Wadsworth Longfellow" data-description="Welcome, O Stork! that dost wing Thy flight from the far-away! Thou hast brought us the signs of Spring, Thou hast made our sad hearts gay. Descend, O Stork! descend Upon our roof to rest; In our ash-tree, O my friend, My darling, make thy..."></div> </div> </div>

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