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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472531" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Spring Has Come</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">INTRA MUROS</div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE sunbeams, lost for half a year,<br>Slant through my pane their morning rays;<br>For dry northwesters cold and clear,<br>The east blows in its thin blue haze.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And first the snowdrop's bells are seen,<br>Then close against the sheltering wall<br>The tulip's horn of dusky green,<br>The peony's dark unfolding ball.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The golden-chaliced crocus burns;<br>The long narcissus-blades appear;<br>The cone-beaked hyacinth returns<br>To light her blue-flamed chandelier.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The willow's whistling lashes, wrung<br>By the wild winds of gusty March,<br>With sallow leaflets lightly strung,<br>Are swaying by the tufted larch.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The elms have robed their slender spray<br>With full-blown flower and embryo leaf;<br>Wide o'er the clasping arch of day<br>Soars like a cloud their hoary chief.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">See the proud tulip's flaunting cup,<br>That flames in glory for an hour,--<br>Behold it withering,--then look up,--<br>How meek the forest monarch's flower!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When wake the violets, Winter dies;<br>When sprout the elm-buds, Spring is near:<br>When lilacs blossom, Summer cries,<br>'Bud, little roses! Spring is here!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The windows blush with fresh bouquets,<br>Cut with the May-dew on their lips;<br>The radish all its bloom displays,<br>Pink as Aurora's finger-tips.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nor less the flood of light that showers<br>On beauty's changed corolla-shades,--<br>The walks are gay as bridal bowers<br>With rows of many-petalled maids.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The scarlet shell-fish click and clash<br>In the blue barrow where they slide;<br>The horseman, proud of streak and splash,<br>Creeps homeward from his morning ride.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here comes the dealer's awkward string,<br>With neck in rope and tail in knot,--<br>Rough colts, with careless country-swing,<br>In lazy walk or slouching trot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">. . . . . . . . . . . . . .</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wild filly from the mountain-side,<br>Doomed to the close and chafing thills,<br>Lend me thy long, untiring stride<br>To seek with thee thy western hills!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I hear the whispering voice of Spring,<br>The thrush's trill, the robin's cry,<br>Like some poor bird with prisoned wing<br>That sits and sings, but longs to fly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh for one spot of living greed,--<br>One little spot where leaves can grow,--<br>To love unblamed, to walk unseen,<br>To dream above, to sleep below!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oliver+Wendell+Holmes">Oliver Wendell Holmes</a><div class=q>
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THE sunbeams, lost for half a year,
Slant through my pane their morning rays;
For dry northwesters cold and clear,
The east blows in its thin blue haze.

And first the snowdrop's bells are seen,
Then close against the sheltering wall
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