<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=450338" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In an Old Town Garden</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shut from the clamor of the street<br>By an old wall with lichen grown,<br>It holds apart from jar and fret<br>A peace and beauty all its own. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The freshness of the springtime rains<br>And dews of morning linger here;<br>It holds the glow of summer noons<br>And ripest twilights of the year. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Above its bloom the evening stars<br>Look down at closing of the day,<br>And in its sweet and shady walks<br>Winds spent with roaming love to stray, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Upgathering to themselves the breath<br>Of wide-blown roses white and red,<br>The spice of musk and lavender<br>Along its winding alleys shed. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Outside are shadeless, troubled streets<br>And souls that quest for gold and gain,<br>Lips that have long forgot to smile<br>And hearts that burn and ache with pain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But here is all the sweet of dreams,<br>The grace of prayer, the boon of rest, <br>The spirit of old songs and loves<br>Dwells in this garden blossom-blest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here would I linger for a space,<br>And walk herein with memory; <br>The world will pass me as it may<br>And hope will minister to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lucy+Maud+Montgomery">Lucy Maud Montgomery</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=450338" data-title="In an Old Town Garden de Lucy Maud Montgomery" data-description="Shut from the clamor of the street By an old wall with lichen grown, It holds apart from jar and fret A peace and beauty all its own. The freshness of the springtime rains And dews of morning linger here; It holds the glow of summer noons And ri..."></div> </div> </div>

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