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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413308" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>March</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall Thor with his hammer<br>Beat on the mountain,<br>As on an anvil,<br>A shackle and fetter?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall the lame Vulcan<br>Shout as he swingeth<br>God-like his hammer,<br>And forge thee a fetter?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall Jove, the Thunderer,<br>Twine his swift lightnings<br>With his loud thunders,<br>And forge thee a shackle?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'No,' shouts the Titan,<br>The young lion-throated;<br>'Thor, Vulcan, nor Jove<br>Cannot shackle and bind me.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tell what will bind thee,<br>Thou young world-shaker,<br>Up vault our oceans,<br>Down fall our forests.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ship-masts and pillars<br>Stagger and tremble,<br>Like reeds by the margins<br>Of swift running waters.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Men's hearts at thy roaring<br>Quiver like harebells<br>Smitten by hailstones,<br>Smitten and shaken.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O sages and wise men!<br>O bird-hearted tremblers!<br>Come, I will show ye<br>A shackle to bind me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I, the lion-throated,<br>The shaker of mountains!<br>I, the invincible,<br>Lasher of oceans!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Past the horizon,<br>Its ring of pale azure<br>Past the horizon,<br>Where scurry the white clouds,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are buds and small flowers--<br>Flowers like snow-flakes,<br>Blossoms like rain-drops,<br>So small and tremulous.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Therein a fetter<br>Shall shackle and bind me,<br>Shall weigh down my shouting<br>With their delicate perfume!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But who this frail fetter<br>Shall forge on an anvil,<br>With hammer of feather<br>And anvil of velvet?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Past the horizon,<br>In the palm of a valley,<br>Her feet in the grasses,<br>There is a maiden.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She smiles on the flowers,<br>They widen and redden,<br>She weeps on the flowers,<br>They grow up and kiss her.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She breathes in their bosoms,<br>They breathe back in odours;<br>Inarticulate homage,<br>Dumb adoration.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She shall wreathe them in shackles,<br>Shall weave them in fetters;<br>In chains shall she braid them,<br>And me shall she fetter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I, the invincible;<br>March, the earth-shaker;<br>March, the sea-lifter;<br>March, the sky-render;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">March, the lion-throated.<br>April the weaver<br>Of delicate blossoms,<br>And moulder of red buds--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall, at the horizon,<br>Its ring of pale azure,<br>Its scurry of white clouds,<br>Meet in the sunlight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isabella+Valancy+Crawford">Isabella Valancy Crawford</a><div class=q>
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Beat on the mountain,
As on an anvil,
A shackle and fetter?

Shall the lame Vulcan
Shout as he swingeth
God-like his hammer,
And forge thee a fetter?

Shall Jove, the Thunderer,
Twine his swift lightnings
With his loud t..."></div>
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