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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=477612" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>At Lofting-Holt</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">SINCE I left the city's heat<br>For this sylvan, cool retreat,<br>High upon the hill-side here<br>Where the air is clean and clear,<br>I have lost the urban ways.<br>Mine are calm and tranquil days,<br>Sloping lawns of green are mine,<br>Clustered treasures of the vine;<br>Long forgotten plants I know,<br>Where the best wild berries grow,<br>Where the greens and grasses sprout,<br>When the elders blossom out.<br>Now I am grown weather-wise<br>With the love of winds and skies.<br>Mine the song whose soft refrain<br>Is the sigh of summer rain.<br>Seek you where the woods are cool,<br>Would you know the shady pool <br>Where, throughout the lazy day,<br>Speckled beauties drowse or play?<br>Would you find in rest or peace<br>Sorrow's permanent release? — <br>Leave the city, grim and gray,<br>Come with me, ah, come away.<br>Do you fear the winter chill,<br>Deeps of snow upon the hill?<br>'Tis a mantle, kind and warm,<br>Shielding tender shoots from harm.<br>Do you dread the ice-clad streams, — <br>They are mirrors for your dreams.<br>Here's a rouse, when summer's past<br>To the raging winter's blast.<br>Let him roar and let him rout,<br>We are armored for the bout.<br>How the logs are glowing, see!<br>Who sings louder, they or he?<br>Could the city be more gay?<br>Burn your bridges! Come away!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Paul+Laurence+Dunbar">Paul Laurence Dunbar</a><div class=q>
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For this sylvan, cool retreat,
High upon the hill-side here
Where the air is clean and clear,
I have lost the urban ways.
Mine are calm and tranquil days,
Sloping lawns of green are mine,
Clustered treasures of the vin..."></div>
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