<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=506979" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ichabod</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gone is the glory from the hills,<br>The autumn sunshine from the mere,<br>Which mourns for the declining year<br>In all her tributary rills.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A sense of change obscurely chills<br>The misty twilight atmosphere,<br>In which familiar things appear<br>Like alien ghosts, foreboding ills.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The twilight hour a month ago<br>Was full of pleasant warmth and ease,<br>The pearl of all the twenty-four.<br>Erelong the winter gales shall blow,<br>Erelong the winter frosts shall freeze -<br>And oh, that it were June once more!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Fuller+Murray">Robert Fuller Murray</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=506979" data-title="Ichabod de Robert Fuller Murray" data-description="Gone is the glory from the hills, The autumn sunshine from the mere, Which mourns for the declining year In all her tributary rills. A sense of change obscurely chills The misty twilight atmosphere, In which familiar things appear Like alien ghos..."></div> </div> </div>

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