<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421141" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Written on a Summer Evening</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The church bells toll a melancholy round,<br>Calling the people to some other prayers,<br>Some other gloominess, more dreadful cares,<br>More harkening to the sermon's horrid sound.<br>Surely the mind of man is closely bound<br>In some blind spell: seeing that each one tears<br>Himself from fireside joys and Lydian airs,<br>And converse high of those with glory crowned.<br>Still, still they toll, and I should feel a damp,<br>A chill as from a tomb, did I not know<br>That they are dying like an outburnt lamp, - <br>That 'tis their sighing, wailing, ere they go<br>Into oblivion -that fresh flowers will grow,<br>And many glories of immortal stamp.</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> <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=421141" data-title="Written on a Summer Evening de John Keats" data-description="The church bells toll a melancholy round, Calling the people to some other prayers, Some other gloominess, more dreadful cares, More harkening to the sermon's horrid sound. Surely the mind of man is closely bound In some blind spell: seeing that e..."></div> </div> </div>

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