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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419503" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Flood</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On Lolham Brigs in wild and lonely mood<br>I've seen the winter floods their gambols play<br>Through each old arch that trembled while I stood<br>Bent o'er its wall to watch the dashing spray<br>As their old stations would be washed away<br>Crash came the ice against the jambs and then<br>A shudder jarred the arches - yet once more<br>It breasted raving waves and stood agen<br>To wait the shock as stubborn as before<br>- White foam brown crested with the russet soil<br>As washed from new plough lands would dart beneath<br>Then round and round a thousand eddies boil<br>On tother side - then pause as if for breath<br>One minute - and engulphed - like life in death</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whose wrecky stains dart on the floods away<br>More swift than shadows in a stormy day<br>Straws trail and turn and steady - all in vain<br>The engulfing arches shoot them quickly through<br>The feather dances flutters and again<br>Darts through the deepest dangers still afloat<br>Seeming as faireys whisked it from the view<br>And danced it o'er the waves as pleasures boat<br>Light hearted as a thought in May -<br>Trays - uptorn bushes - fence demolished rails<br>Loaded with weeds in sluggish motions stray<br>Like water monsters lost each winds and trails<br>Till near the arches - then as in affright<br>It plunges - reels - and shudders out of sight</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Waves trough - rebound - and fury boil again<br>Like plunging monsters rising underneath<br>Who at the top curl up a shaggy main<br>A moment catching at a surer breath<br>Then plunging headlong down and down - and on<br>Each following boil the shadow of the last<br>And other monsters rise when those are gone<br>Crest their fringed waves - plunge onward and are past<br>- The chill air comes around me ocean blea<br>From bank to bank the waterstrife is spread<br>Strange birds like snow spots o'er the huzzing sea<br>Hang where the wild duck hurried past and fled<br>On roars the flood - all restless to be free<br>Like trouble wandering to eternity</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Clare">John Clare</a><div class=q>
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I've seen the winter floods their gambols play
Through each old arch that trembled while I stood
Bent o'er its wall to watch the dashing spray
As their old stations would be washed away
Crash came the ice ag..."></div>
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