<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=450354" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Out o'Doors</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's a gypsy wind across the harvest land,<br>Let us fare forth with it lightly hand in hand;<br>Where cloud shadows blow across the sunwarm waste,<br>And the first red leaves are falling let us haste,<br>For the waning days are lavish of their stores,<br>And the joy of life is with us out o' doors! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let us roam along the ways of golden rod <br>Over uplands where the spicy bracken nod, <br>Through the wildwood where the hemlock branches croon <br>Their rune-chant of elder days across the noon, <br>For the mellow air its pungency outpours, <br>And the glory of the year is out o' doors! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's a great gray sea beyond us calling far, <br>There's a blue tide curling o'er the harbor bar; <br>Ho, the breeze that smites us saltly on the lips <br>Whistles gaily in the sails of outbound ships; <br>Let us send our thoughts with them to fabled shores, <br>For the pilgrim mood is on us out o' doors! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lo! the world's rejoicing in each spirit thrills,<br>Strength and gladness are to us upon the hills;<br>We are one with crimson bough and ancient sea,<br>Holding all the joy of autumn hours in fee,<br>Hope within us like a questing bird upsoars,<br>And there's room for song and laughter out o' doors.</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=450354" data-title="Out o'Doors de Lucy Maud Montgomery" data-description="There's a gypsy wind across the harvest land, Let us fare forth with it lightly hand in hand; Where cloud shadows blow across the sunwarm waste, And the first red leaves are falling let us haste, For the waning days are lavish of their stores, And..."></div> </div> </div>

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