<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=454854" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Going Home</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">UNDER the young moon's slender shield<br>With the wind's cool lips on mine,<br>I went home from the Rabitty Field<br>As the clocks were striking nine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The yews were dark in the level light,<br>The thorn-trees dropped with gold,<br>And a partridge called where the dew was white<br>In the grass on the edge of the fold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O, had your hand been in my hand<br>As the long chalk-road I trod,<br>The green hills of the lovely land<br>Had seemed the hills of God.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Marjorie+Lowry+Christie+Pickthall">Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall</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=454854" data-title="Going Home de Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall" data-description="UNDER the young moon's slender shield With the wind's cool lips on mine, I went home from the Rabitty Field As the clocks were striking nine. The yews were dark in the level light, The thorn-trees dropped with gold, And a partridge called where t..."></div> </div> </div>

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