<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428593" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Two centuries</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two centuries' winter storms have lashed the changing sands of Falmouth's shore, <br>Deep-voiced, the winds, swift winged, wild, have echoed there the ocean's roar. <br>But though the north-east gale unleashed, rage-blind with power, relentless beat, <br>The sturdy light-house sheds its beam on waves churned white beneath the sleet. <br>And still when cold and fear are past, and fields are sweet with spring-time showers, <br>Mystic, the gray age-silent hills breathe out their souls in fair mayflowers. <br>And where the tawny saltmarsh lies beyond the sand dunes' farthest reach, <br>The undulous grass grown russet green, skirts the white crescent of the beach. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Above the tall elms' green-plumed tops, etched against low-hung, gray-hued skies, <br>Straight as the heaven-kissing pine, the home-bound mariner descries <br>The goodly spire of the old first church, reverend, serene, with old-time grace, <br>Symbol and sign of an inner life deep-sealed by time's slow carven trace. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Out of that church in days long gone went a stalwart, true-eyed sturdy band, <br>Sons of the mist and the flying foam, the blood and brawn of the Pilgrim land; <br>Down to the sea where the tall masts rose, where the green-mossed black hulls rose and fell, <br>And the cables strained at the call of the tide, for they knew and heeded its summons well.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Katharine+Lee+Bates">Katharine Lee Bates</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=428593" data-title="Two centuries de Katharine Lee Bates" data-description="Two centuries' winter storms have lashed the changing sands of Falmouth's shore, Deep-voiced, the winds, swift winged, wild, have echoed there the ocean's roar. But though the north-east gale unleashed, rage-blind with power, relentless beat, T..."></div> </div> </div>

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