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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416275" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Summer Noon</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis raging noon; and, vertical, the sun<br>Darts on the head direct his forceful rays.<br>O'er heaven and earth, far as the ranging eye<br>Can sweep, a dazzling deluge reigns; and all<br>From pole to pole is undistinguish'd blaze.<br>In vain the sight, dejected, to the ground<br>Stoops for relief; thence hot ascending steams<br>And keen reflection pain. Deep to the root<br>Of vegetation parch'd, the cleaving fields<br>And slippery lawn an arid hue disclose,<br>Blast fancy's bloom, and wither even the soul.<br>Echo no more returns the cheerful sound<br>Of sharpening scythe: the mower sinking, heaps<br>O'er him the humid hay, with flowers perfumed;<br>And scarce a chirping grasshopper is heard<br>Through the dumb mead. Distressful nature pants.<br>The very streams look languid from afar: <br>Or, through th' unshelter'd glad, impatient, seem<br>To hurl into the covert of the grove.<br>All-conquering heat, oh, intermit thy wrath,<br>And on my throbbing temples potent thus<br>Beam not so fierce! incessant still you flow,<br>And still another fervent flood succeeds,<br>Pour'd on the head profuse. In vain I sigh,<br>And restless turn, and look around for night;<br>Night is far off, and hotter hours approach.<br>Thrice happy he! who on the sunless side<br>Of a romantic mountain, forest-crown'd, <br>Beneath the whole collected shade reclines:<br>Or in the gelid caverns, woodbine-wrought,<br>And fresh bedew'd with ever sprouting streams,<br>Sits coolly calm; while all the world without,<br>Unsatisfied and sick, tosses in noon.<br>Emblem instructive of the virtuous ma,<br>Who keeps his temper'd mind serene and pure<br>And every passion aptly harmonised,<br>Amid a jarring world with vice inflamed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Thomson">James Thomson</a><div class=q>
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Darts on the head direct his forceful rays.
O'er heaven and earth, far as the ranging eye
Can sweep, a dazzling deluge reigns; and all
From pole to pole is undistinguish'd blaze.
In vain the sight, dejected..."></div>
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