<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=506851" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Iris By Night</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">One misty evening, one another's guide, <br>We two were groping down a Malvern side <br>The last wet fields and dripping hedges home. <br>There came a moment of confusing lights, <br>Such as according to belief in Rome <br>Were seen of old at Memphis on the heights <br>Before the fragments of a former sun <br>Could concentrate anew and rise as one. <br>Light was a paste of pigment in our eyes. <br>And then there was a moon and then a scene <br>So watery as to seem submarine; <br>In which we two stood saturated, drowned. <br>The clover-mingled rowan on the ground <br>Had taken all the water it could as dew, <br>And still the air was saturated too, <br>Its airy pressure turned to water weight. <br>Then a small rainbow like a trellis gate, <br>A very small moon-made prismatic bow, <br>Stood closely over us through which to go. <br>And then we were vouchsafed a miracle <br>That never yet to other two befell <br>And I alone of us have lived to tell. <br>A wonder! Bow and rainbow as it bent, <br>Instead of moving with us as we went <br>(To keep the pots of gold from being found), <br>It lifted from its dewy pediment <br>Its two mote-swimming many-colored ends <br>And gathered them together in a ring. <br>And we stood in it softly circled round <br>From all division time or foe can bring <br>In a relation of elected friends.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Frost">Robert Frost</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=506851" data-title="Iris By Night de Robert Frost" data-description="One misty evening, one another's guide, We two were groping down a Malvern side The last wet fields and dripping hedges home. There came a moment of confusing lights, Such as according to belief in Rome Were seen of old at Memphis on the heig..."></div> </div> </div>

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