<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=454859" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jasper’s Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WHO goes down through the slim green sallows,<br>Soon, so soon ?<br>Dawn is hard on the heels of the moon,<br>But never a lily the day-star knows<br>Is white, so white as the one who goes<br>Armed and shod, when the hyacinths darken.<br>Then hark, O harken !<br>And rouse the moths from the deep rose-mallows,<br>Call the wild hares down from the fallows,<br>Gather the silk of the young sea-poppies,<br>The bloom of the thistle, the bells of the foam;<br>Bind them all with a brown owl's feather,<br>Snare the winds in a golden tether,<br>Chase the clouds from the gipsy's weather, and follow, O follow, the white spring home. <br>Who goes past with the wind that chilled us,<br>Late, so late ?<br>Fortune leans on the farmer's gate,<br>Watching the round sun low in the south, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With a plume in his cap and a rose at his mouth.<br>But O, for the folk who were free and merry<br>There's never so much as a red rose-berry.<br>But old earth's warm as the wine that filled us,<br>And the fox and the little gray mouse skull build us<br>Walls of the sweet green gloom of the cedar,<br>A roof of bracken, a curtain of whin;<br>One more rouse ere the bowl reposes<br>Low in the dust of our lost red roses,<br>One more song ere the cold night closes, and welcome, O welcome the dark death in !</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=454859" data-title="Jasper’s Song de Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall" data-description="WHO goes down through the slim green sallows, Soon, so soon ? Dawn is hard on the heels of the moon, But never a lily the day-star knows Is white, so white as the one who goes Armed and shod, when the hyacinths darken. Then hark, O harken ! And ro..."></div> </div> </div>

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