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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413158" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Late summer evening</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Late summer evening, the sun went down in gore and stream<br>At orange dusk hue, the hot and feverish night succeeded<br>There was a windless calm, a dismal pause the succumb world greeted<br>The moon showed, the splendor of clearance, and deadlier gleam<br> <br>Sitting on a porch under the night dark stark pall<br>Life weaken like the flame in a waning torch, a gripping stall<br>The moon climbed in sloth through the dilated orbit<br>Her ridged face scared, her surface uneven and morbid<br> <br>My spirit grew fragile, weak and withdrawn; the ever mortality<br>Of all creatures of this amazing world, and adversity<br>Weighed heavily on me like unwilling, unwelcome sleep<br>Hovering like an ominous shadow; breathless feeling engraved inside me so deep</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And each imagined spiritual pinnacle and steep<br>Of godlike hardship and religion tell me I must perish and die<br>Like a sick wounded sinking eagle plunging from the sky.<br>Yet this is a gentle luxury in me to sadden and to weep, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That I have not the cloudy winds to keep insane<br>Fresh for the opening of the morning's eye.<br>Such dim-conceived glories of the mortal brain <br>Bring round the heart an indescribable feud and inner cry</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So do these wonders a most dizzy pain, <br>That mingles human grandeur with the rude<br>Wasting of old time -with a surging main, <br>A sun, a shadow of an awesome reverence and magnitude. <br> <br>Glory and loveliness have passed from my life away<br>For if I wander out in early morning towards the glorious East<br>The blemished splendor, the incomplete happiness encounter my way<br>A feeling of estranged departure; being taken; un belonging deprived of rest</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>    Copy Rights 2010<br>    All Rights Reserved</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isaac+Ziv">Isaac Ziv</a><div class=q>
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At orange dusk hue, the hot and feverish night succeeded
There was a windless calm, a dismal pause the succumb world greeted
The moon showed, the splendor of clearance, and deadlier gleam
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