<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=480958" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Ellen, At The South</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The green grass is growing,<br>The morning wind is in it,<br>'Tis a tune worth the knowing,<br>Though it change every minute.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis a tune of the spring,<br>Every year plays it over,<br>To the robin on the wing,<br>To the pausing lover.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O'er ten thousand thousand acres<br>Goes light the nimble zephyr,<br>The flowers, tiny feet of shakers,<br>Worship him ever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hark to the winning sound!<br>They summon thee, dearest,<br>Saying; &quot;We have drest for thee the ground,<br>Nor yet thou appearest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;O hasten, 'tis our time,<br>Ere yet the red summer<br>Scorch our delicate prime,<br>Loved of bee, the tawny hummer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;O pride of thy race!<br>Sad in sooth it were to ours,<br>If our brief tribe miss thy face,&mdash;<br>We pour New England flowers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Fairest! choose the fairest members<br>Of our lithe society;<br>June's glories and September's<br>Show our love and piety.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Thou shalt command us all,<br>April's cowslip, summer's clover<br>To the gentian in the fall,<br>Blue-eyed pet of blue-eyed lover.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;O come, then, quickly come,<br>We are budding, we are blowing,<br>And the wind which we perfume<br>Sings a tune that's worth thy knowing.&quot;</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> <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=480958" data-title="To Ellen, At The South de Ralph Waldo Emerson" data-description="The green grass is growing, The morning wind is in it, 'Tis a tune worth the knowing, Though it change every minute. 'Tis a tune of the spring, Every year plays it over, To the robin on the wing, To the pausing lover. O'er ten thousand thousand ..."></div> </div> </div>

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