<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420779" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Red River Voyageur</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Out and in the river is winding<br>The links of its long, red chain,<br>Through belts of dusky pine-land<br>And gusty leagues of plain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Only, at times, a smoke-wreath<br>With the drifting cloud-rack joins,-<br>The smoke of the hunting-lodges<br>Of the wild Assiniboins.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Drearily blows the north-wind<br>From the land of ice and snow;<br>The eyes that look are weary,<br>And heavy the hands that row.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And with one foot on the water,<br>And one upon the shore,<br>The Angel of Shadow gives warning<br>That day shall be no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is it the clang of wild-geese?<br>Is it the Indian's yell,<br>That lends to the voice of the north-wind<br>The tones of a far-off bell?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The voyageur smiles as he listens<br>To the sound that grows apace;<br>Well he knows the vesper ringing<br>Of the bells of St. Boniface.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bells of the Roman Mission,<br>That call from their turrets twain,<br>To the boatman on the river,<br>To the hunter on the plain!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Even so in our mortal journey<br>The bitter north-winds blow,<br>And thus upon life's Red River<br>Our hearts, as oarsmen, row.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when the Angel of Shadow<br>Rests his feet on wave and shore,<br>And our eyes grow dim with watching<br>And our hearts faint at the oar,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Happy is he who heareth<br>The signal of his release<br>In the bells of the Holy City,<br>The chimes of eternal peace!</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420779" data-title="The Red River Voyageur de John Greenleaf Whittier" data-description="Out and in the river is winding The links of its long, red chain, Through belts of dusky pine-land And gusty leagues of plain. Only, at times, a smoke-wreath With the drifting cloud-rack joins,- The smoke of the hunting-lodges Of the wild Assinib..."></div> </div> </div>

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