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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421029" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song Of Four Faries</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fire, Air, Earth, and Water,<br>Salamander, Zephyr, Dusketha, and Breama.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Salamander.<br>Happy, happy glowing fire!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Zephyr.<br>Fragrant air! delicious light!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dusketha.<br>Let me to my glooms retire!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Breama.<br>I to the green-wood rivers bright!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Salamander.<br>Happy, happy glowing fire!<br>Dazzling bowers of soft retire,<br>Ever let my nourish'd wing,<br>Like a bat's, still wandering,<br>Faintly fan your fiery spaces,<br>Spirit sole in deadly places.<br>In unhaunted roar and blaze,<br>Open eyes that never daze,<br>Let me see the myriad shapes<br>Of men, and beasts, and fish, and apes,<br>Portray'd in many a fiery den,<br>And wrought by spumy bitumen.<br>On the deep intenser roof,<br>Arched every way aloof,<br>Let me breathe upon their skies,<br>And anger their live tapestries;<br>Free from cold, and every care,<br>Of chilly rain, and shivering air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Zephyr.<br>Spirit of Fire! away! away!<br>Or your very roundelay<br>Will sear my plumage newly budded <br>From its quilled sheath, all studded<br>With the self-same news that fell<br>On the May-grown Asphodel.<br>Spirit of Fire -- away! away!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Breama. <br>Spirit of Fire -- away! away! <br>Zephyr, blue-ey'd Faery turn,<br>And see my cool sedge-bury'd urn,<br>Where it rests its mossy brim<br>'Mid water-mint and cresses dim;<br>And the flowers, in sweet troubles,<br>Lift their eyes above the bubbles,<br>Like our Queen, when she would please<br>To sleep, and Oberon will teaze.<br>Love me, blue-ey'd Faery, true!<br>Soothly I am sick for you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Zephyr.<br>Gentle Breama! by the first<br>Violet young nature nurst,<br>I will bathe myself with thee, <br>So you sometimes follow me<br>To my home, far, far, in west,<br>Beyond the nimble-wheeled quest<br>Of the golden-browed sun:<br>Come with me, o'er tops of trees,<br>To my fragrant palaces,<br>Where they ever floating are<br>Beneath the cherish of a star<br>Call'd Vesper, who with silver veil<br>Ever hides his brilliance pale, <br>Ever gently-drows'd doth keep<br>Twilight for the Fayes to sleep.<br>Fear not that your watery hair<br>Will thirst in drouthy ringlets there;<br>Clouds of stored summer rains <br>Thou shalt taste, before the stains<br>Of the mountain soil they take,<br>And too unlucent for thee make.<br>I love thee, crystal Faery, true!<br>Sooth I am as sick for you!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Salamander.<br>Out, ye aguish Faeries, out!<br>Chilly lovers, what a rout<br>Keep ye with your frozen breath,<br>Colder than the mortal death.<br>Adder-eye'd Dusketha, speak,<br>Shall we leave these, and go seek<br>In the earth's wide entrails old<br>Couches warm as their's are cold?<br>O for a fiery gloom and thee,<br>Dusketha, so enchantingly <br>Freckle-wing'd and lizard-sided!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dusketha.<br>By thee, Sprite, will I be guided!<br>I care not for cold or heat;<br>Frost and flame, or sparks, or sleet,<br>To my essence are the same;--<br>But I honour more the flame.<br>Spirit of Fire, I follow thee<br>Wheresoever it may be,<br>To the torrid spouts and fountains,<br>Underneath earth-quaked mountains;<br>Or, at thy supreme desire,<br>Touch the very pulse of fire<br>With my bare unlidded eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Salamander.<br>Sweet Dusketha! paradise!<br>Off, ye icy Spirits, fly!<br>Frosty creatures of the sky!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dusketha.<br>Breathe upon them, fiery sprite!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Zephyr and Breama.<br>Away! away to our delight!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Salamander.<br>Go, feed on icicles, while we<br>Bedded in tongue-flames will be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dusketha.<br>Lead me to those feverous glooms,<br>Sprite of Fire!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Breama.<br>Me to the blooms,<br>Blue-ey'd Zephyr, of those flowers<br>Far in the west where the May-cloud lowers;<br>And the beams of still Vesper, when winds are all wist,<br>Are shed thro' the rain and the milder mist,<br>And twilight your floating bowers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Keats">John Keats</a><div class=q>
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Salamander, Zephyr, Dusketha, and Breama.

Salamander.
Happy, happy glowing fire!

Zephyr.
Fragrant air! delicious light!

Dusketha.
Let me to my glooms retire!

Breama.
I to the green-wood rivers bright!

Salamander.
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