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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455925" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Bridal In The Bois De Boulogne.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">HOW the lilacs, the lilacs are glowing and blowing! <br>And white through the delicate verdure of May <br>The blossoming boughs of the hawthorn are showing, <br>Like beautiful brides in their bridal array; <br>With cobwebs for laces, and dewdrops for pearls, <br>Fine as a queen's dowry for workaday girls. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In an aisle of Acacias enlaced and enlacing, <br>Where the silvery sunlight tunnels the shade, <br>Where snowflakes of butterflies airily chasing <br>Each other in trios flash down the arcade: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Arrayed in white muslin the wedded bride <br>Looks fresh as a daisy, the groom by her side. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The guests flitted round her with light-hearted laughter; <br>They hunted the slipper, they kissed the ring; <br>Of days gone before and of days coming after <br>They thought of no more than the bird on the wing. <br>Were the loves and the laughter and lilacs of May, <br>With the sunshine above, not enough for the day? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the lilacs, the lilacs are blowing and glowing! <br>They pluck them by handfuls and pile them in a mass; <br>And the sap of the Springtide is rising and flowing <br>Through the veins of the greenwood, the blades of the grass; <br>Up, up to the last leaf a dance on the tree, <br>It leaps like a fountain abundant and free. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The blackbirds are building their nests in the bushes, <br>And whistle at work, as the workpeople do; <br>The trees swing their censers, the wind comes in gushes <br>Of delicate scent mixed of honey and dew. <br>Now loud and now loud through the garrulous trees <br>A burst of gay music is blown with the breeze. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the girls and the boys from the faubourgs of Paris, <br>The premature gamins as wise as fourscore; <br>The vain little Margots and the wide-awake Harrys, <br>Surprised into childhood, grew simple once more, <br>And vied with the cuckoo as, shouting at play, <br>They dashed through the thickets and darted away. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, fair is the forest's green glimmering splendour, <br>The leaves of the lime tree a network of light; <br>And fringing long aisles of acacia, a tender <br>And delicate veiling of virginal white, <br>Where, framed in the gladdening flowers of May, <br>The bride and her bridesmaids beam gladder than they. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They have crowned her brown tresses with hawthorn in blossom, <br>They have made her a necklace of daisies for pearls; <br>They have set the white lily against her white bosom, <br>Enthroned on the grass mid a garland of girls; <br>With the earth for a footstool, the sky-roof above, <br>She is queen of the Springtide and Lady of Love. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, the lilacs, the lilacs are glowing and blowing! <br>They pluck them by bushels as blithely they go <br>Through the green, scented dusk where the hawthorn is showing <br>A luminous whiteness of blossoming snow. <br>And the Sun ere he goes gives the Moon half his light, <br>As a lamp to lead Love on the bridal night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mathilde+Blind">Mathilde Blind</a><div class=q>
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And white through the delicate verdure of May 
The blossoming boughs of the hawthorn are showing, 
Like beautiful brides in their bridal array; 
With cobwebs for laces, and dewdrops for pearls, ..."></div>
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