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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420408" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Dream Of Summer</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bland as the morning breath of June<br>The southwest breezes play;<br>And, through its haze, the winter noon<br>Seems warm as summer's day.<br>The snow-plumed Angel of the North<br>Has dropped his icy spear;<br>Again the mossy earth looks forth,<br>Again the streams gush clear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The fox his hillside cell forsakes,<br>The muskrat leaves his nook,<br>The bluebird in the meadow brakes<br>Is singing with the brook.<br>'Bear up, O Mother Nature!' cry<br>Bird, breeze, and streamlet free;<br>'Our winter voices prophesy<br>Of summer days to thee!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So, in those winters of the soul,<br>By bitter blasts and drear<br>O'erswept from Memory's frozen pole,<br>Will sunny days appear.<br>Reviving Hope and Faith, they show<br>The soul its living powers,<br>And how beneath the winter's snow<br>Lie germs of summer flowers!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Night is mother of the Day,<br>The Winter of the Spring,<br>And ever upon old Decay<br>The greenest mosses cling.<br>Behind the cloud the starlight lurks,<br>Through showers the sunbeams fall;<br>For God, who loveth all His works,<br>Has left His hope with all!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Greenleaf+Whittier">John Greenleaf Whittier</a><div class=q>
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The southwest breezes play;
And, through its haze, the winter noon
Seems warm as summer's day.
The snow-plumed Angel of the North
Has dropped his icy spear;
Again the mossy earth looks forth,
Again the streams g..."></div>
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