<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464741" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Seed-Shop</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here in a quiet and dusty room they lie,<br> Faded as crumbled stone or shifting sand,<br>Forlorn as ashes, shrivelled, scentless, dry -<br> Meadows and gardens running through my hand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In this brown husk a dale of hawthorn dreams;<br> A cedar in this narrow cell is thrust<br>That will drink deeply of a century's streams;<br> These lilies shall make summer on my dust.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here in their safe and simple house of death,<br> Sealed in their shells, a million roses leap;<br>Here I can blow a garden with my breath,<br> And in my hand a forest lies asleep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Muriel+Stuart">Muriel Stuart</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=464741" data-title="The Seed-Shop de Muriel Stuart" data-description="Here in a quiet and dusty room they lie, Faded as crumbled stone or shifting sand, Forlorn as ashes, shrivelled, scentless, dry - Meadows and gardens running through my hand. In this brown husk a dale of hawthorn dreams; A cedar in this narrow..."></div> </div> </div>

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