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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471686" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Vicissitude II: Spring</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The picador sun retires<br>And pants gloriously in his throne<br>His sweat quenched the drought; <br>Ocher turns to green and yellow<br>Marauding with the superfluity<br>Of palettes soused in nubile flowers—<br>A chateau of jaunty heraldries<br>And in the subterfuge of its alleys<br>I trampled in a quaint boudoir; <br>A loquacious room for a witling orchid</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the labyrinthine contours of the heather <br>I strife, I stride, I earnestly bristle<br>The verdure of saccharine spring time<br>But the pristine panoramic scene<br>Diverges a tatterdemalion man<br>Lost in dainty blossoming days<br>So I sifted through the prairies, <br>Ran across turfs, knolls, and valleys, <br>And slumber with a wilting orchid</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The maelstrom of iridescent petals<br>That dabs the flagellating thorns<br>Oscillates like the sun and moon<br>With soporific lulls and inebriated<br>Pangs of melancholia in gnarls<br>Chagrined by the superfluity<br>Foreboding the dawn of debauchery<br>In the bosom of a redolent spring</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</a><div class=q>
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And pants gloriously in his throne
His sweat quenched the drought; 
Ocher turns to green and yellow
Marauding with the superfluity
Of palettes soused in nubile flowers—
A chateau of jaunty heraldries
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