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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=480877" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Each And All</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown,<br>Of thee, from the hill-top looking down;<br>And the heifer, that lows in the upland farm,<br>Far-heard, lows not thine ear to charm;<br>The sexton tolling the bell at noon,<br>Dreams not that great Napoleon<br>Stops his horse, and lists with delight,<br>Whilst his files sweep round yon Alpine height;<br>Nor knowest thou what argument<br>Thy life to thy neighbor's creed has lent:<br>All are needed by each one,<br>Nothing is fair or good alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I thought the sparrow's note from heaven,<br>Singing at dawn on the alder bough;<br>I brought him home in his nest at even;&mdash;<br>He sings the song, but it pleases not now;<br>For I did not bring home the river and sky;<br>He sang to my ear; they sang to my eye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The delicate shells lay on the shore;<br>The bubbles of the latest wave<br>Fresh pearls to their enamel gave;<br>And the bellowing of the savage sea<br>Greeted their safe escape to me;<br>I wiped away the weeds and foam,<br>And fetched my sea-born treasures home;<br>But the poor, unsightly, noisome things<br>Had left their beauty on the shore<br>With the sun, and the sand, and the wild uproar.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The lover watched his graceful maid<br>As 'mid the virgin train she strayed,<br>Nor knew her beauty's best attire<br>Was woven still by the snow-white quire;<br>At last she came to his hermitage,<br>Like the bird from the woodlands to the cage,&mdash;<br>The gay enchantment was undone,<br>A gentle wife, but fairy none.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then I said, &quot;I covet Truth;<br>Beauty is unripe childhood's cheat,&mdash;<br>I leave it behind with the games of youth.&quot;<br>As I spoke, beneath my feet<br>The ground-pine curled its pretty wreath,<br>Running over the club-moss burrs;<br>I inhaled the violet's breath;<br>Around me stood the oaks and firs;<br>Pine cones and acorns lay on the ground;<br>Above me soared the eternal sky,<br>Full of light and deity;<br>Again I saw, again I heard,<br>The rolling river, the morning bird;&mdash;<br>Beauty through my senses stole,<br>I yielded myself to the perfect whole.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ralph+Waldo+Emerson">Ralph Waldo Emerson</a><div class=q>
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Of thee, from the hill-top looking down;
And the heifer, that lows in the upland farm,
Far-heard, lows not thine ear to charm;
The sexton tolling the bell at noon,
Dreams not that great Napoleon
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