<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464851" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Morning Walk</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">From Frankston into Cranbourne<br>The road runs all along<br>Between green-golden stretches,<br>A lovely way of song,<br>With thrushes singing loud and gay<br>And blackbirds clear and strong.<br>From Frankston into Cranbourne<br>We went, and cared for none.<br>The pines along the wayside<br>Showed yellow shoots, each one;<br>And the bare old orchard trees were gray<br>As cobwebs in the sun.<br>Where the bracken's frosted silver<br>Rimmed spikes of pearly heath<br>We saw the cream clematis<br>Weave lacy wreath on wreath<br>Above the jade-green fuchsia bells<br>And greenhoods underneath.<br>The purple sarsparilla<br>Spread out a cloak of pride,<br>And flat-faced little sundews---<br>Each chalice opened wide---<br>Were white flotillas floating on<br>Some tangled, moveless tide.<br>We knelt beside still waters,<br>As dark as dark could be,<br>And plucked the strange swamp-lilies,<br>Their fretted ivory<br>Flung up in two black-dusted wings<br>With fairy symmetry.<br>We watched the firesmoke rising<br>Behind its dim blue veil;<br>The shy young gum-trees dancing<br>In a vision sweet and frail,<br>And the far-off hills that lay in dream,<br>Pale as the dawn is pale.<br>From Frankston into Cranbourne<br>The road runs all along<br>Between green-golden stretches,<br>The lovely way of song,<br>With thrushes singing loud and gay<br>And blackbirds clear and strong.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Myra+Morris">Myra Morris</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=464851" data-title="A Morning Walk de Myra Morris" data-description="From Frankston into Cranbourne The road runs all along Between green-golden stretches, A lovely way of song, With thrushes singing loud and gay And blackbirds clear and strong. From Frankston into Cranbourne We went, and cared for none. The pines ..."></div> </div> </div>

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