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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416906" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>What The Wind Said</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I muse to-day, in a listless way,<br>In the gleam of a summer land;<br>I close my eyes as a lover may<br>At the touch of his sweetheart's hand,<br>And I hear these things in the whisperings<br>Of the zephyrs round me fanned':--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am the Wind, and I rule mankind,<br>And I hold a sovereign reign<br>Over the lands, as God designed,<br>And the waters they contain:<br>Lo! the bound of the wide world round<br>Falleth in my domain!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was born on a stormy morn<br>In a kingdom walled with snow,<br>Whose crystal cities laugh to scorn<br>The proudest the world can show;<br>And the daylight's glare is frozen there<br>In the breath of the blasts that blow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Life to me was a jubilee<br>From the first of my youthful days:<br>Clinking my icy toys with glee--<br>Playing my childish plays;<br>Filling my hands with the silver sands<br>To scatter a thousand ways:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Chasing the flakes that the Polar shakes<br>From his shaggy coat of white,<br>Or hunting the trace of the track he makes<br>And sweeping it from sight,<br>As he turned to glare from the slippery stair<br>Of the iceberg's farthest height.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Till I grew so strong that I strayed ere long<br>From my home of ice and chill;<br>With an eager heart and a merry song<br>I traveled the snows until<br>I heard the thaws in the ice-crag's jaws<br>Crunched with a hungry will;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the angry crash of the waves that dash<br>Themselves on the jagged shore<br>Where the splintered masts of the ice-wrecks flash,<br>And the frightened breakers roar<br>In wild unrest on the ocean's breast<br>For a thousand leagues or more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the grand old sea invited me<br>With a million beckoning hands,<br>And I spread my wings for a flight as free<br>As ever a sailor plans<br>When his thoughts are wild and his heart beguiled<br>With the dreams of foreign lands.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I passed a ship on its homeward trip,<br>With a weary and toil-worn crew;<br>And I kissed their flag with a welcome lip,<br>And so glad a gale I blew<br>That the sailors quaffed their grog and laughed<br>At the work I made them do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I drifted by where sea-groves lie<br>Like brides in the fond caress<br>Of the warm sunshine and the tender sky--<br>Where the ocean, passionless<br>And tranquil, lies like a child whose eyes<br>Are blurred with drowsiness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I drank the air and the perfume there,<br>And bathed in a fountain's spray;<br>And I smoothed the wings and the plumage rare<br>Of a bird for his roundelay,<br>And fluttered a rag from a signal-crag<br>For a wretched castaway.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With a sea-gull resting on my breast,<br>I launched on a madder flight:<br>And I lashed the waves to a wild unrest,<br>And howled with a fierce delight<br>Till the daylight slept; and I wailed and wept<br>Like a fretful babe all night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For I heard the boom of a gun strike doom;<br>And the gleam of a blood-red star<br>Glared at me through the mirk and gloom<br>From the lighthouse tower afar;<br>And I held my breath at the shriek of death<br>That came from the harbor bar.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For I am the Wind, and I rule mankind,<br>And I hold a sovereign reign<br>Over the lands, as God designed,<br>And the waters they contain:<br>Lo! the bound of the wide world round<br>Falleth in my domain!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I journeyed on, when the night was gone,<br>O'er a coast of oak and pine;<br>And I followed a path that a stream had drawn<br>Through a land of vale and vine,<br>And here and there was a village fair<br>In a nest of shade and shine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I passed o'er lakes where the sunshine shakes<br>And shivers his golden lance<br>On the glittering shield of the wave that breaks<br>Where the fish-boats dip and dance,<br>And the trader sails where the mist unveils<br>The glory of old romance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I joyed to stand where the jeweled hand<br>Of the maiden-morning lies<br>On the tawny brow of the mountain-land.<br>Where the eagle shrieks and cries,<br>And holds his throne to himself alone<br>From the light of human eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Adown deep glades where the forest shades<br>Are dim as the dusk of day--<br>Where only the foot of the wild beast wades,<br>Or the Indian dares to stray,<br>As the blacksnakes glide through the reeds and hide<br>In the swamp-depths grim and gray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I turned and fled from the place of dread<br>To the far-off haunts of men.<br>'In the city's heart is rest,' I said,--<br>But I found it not, and when<br>I saw but care and vice reign there<br>I was filled with wrath again:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I blew a spark in the midnight dark<br>Till it flashed to an angry flame<br>And scarred the sky with a lurid mark<br>As red as the blush of shame:<br>And a hint of hell was the dying yell<br>That up from the ruins came.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bells went wild, and the black smoke piled<br>Its pillars against the night,<br>Till I gathered them, like flocks defiled,<br>And scattered them left and right,<br>While the holocaust's red tresses tossed<br>As a maddened Fury's might.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Ye overthrown!' did I jeer and groan--<br>'Ho! who is your master?--say!--<br>Ye shapes that writhe in the slag and moan<br>Your slow-charred souls away--<br>Ye worse than worst of things accurst--<br>Ye dead leaves of a day!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am the Wind, and I rule mankind,<br>And I hold a sovereign reign<br>Over the lands, as God designed,<br>And the waters they contain:<br>Lo! the bound of the wide world round<br>Falleth in my domain!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">. . . . . . .</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I wake, as one from a dream half done,<br>And gaze with a dazzled eye<br>On an autumn leaf like a scrap of sun<br>That the wind goes whirling by,<br>While afar I hear, with a chill of fear,<br>The winter storm-king sigh.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Whitcomb+Riley">James Whitcomb Riley</a><div class=q>
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In the gleam of a summer land;
I close my eyes as a lover may
At the touch of his sweetheart's hand,
And I hear these things in the whisperings
Of the zephyrs round me fanned':--

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