<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=506598" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Earth Rune.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I heard the Earth within me sing<br>As if it were a trancéd thing,<br>Or as if under thought's control<br>All things were chaunting in my soul.<br>I was the centre of the sphere,<br>And made the imaginary year,<br>Whose seasons four were each a mood<br>Like God's within His solitude.<br>The unborn may dream of our life<br>As we still dream of death, until<br>Its shadow falls upon our strife,<br>As the birth-light on the unborn will<br>When they emerge as from a tomb<br>Within the antenatal gloom.<br>Ah! they may guess at what we know,<br>May picture what their lives will be<br>When they into time's essence flow<br>And take on thought's reality,<br>As we may deem of death, who pass<br>Like shadows o'er the shining grass.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Crawford">Robert Crawford</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=506598" data-title="Earth Rune. de Robert Crawford" data-description="I heard the Earth within me sing As if it were a trancéd thing, Or as if under thought's control All things were chaunting in my soul. I was the centre of the sphere, And made the imaginary year, Whose seasons four were each a mood Like God's wit..."></div> </div> </div>

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