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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508562" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pantheist</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lolling on a bank of thyme<br>Drunk with Spring I made this rhyme. . . .</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though peoples perish in defeat,<br>And races suffer to survive,<br>The sunshine never was so sweet,<br>So vast he joy to be alive;<br>The laughing leaves, the glowing grass<br>Proclaim how good it is to be;<br>The pines are lyric as I pass,<br>The hills hosannas sing to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pink roses ring yon placid palm,<br>Soft shines the blossom of the peach;<br>The sapphire sea is satin calm,<br>With bell-like tinkle on the beach;<br>A lizard lazes in the sun,<br>A bee is bumbling to my hand;<br>Shy breezes whisper: &quot;You are one<br>With us because you understand.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yea, I am one with all I see,<br>With wind and wave, with pine and palm;<br>Their very elements in me<br>Are fused to make me what I am.<br>Through me their common life-stream flows,<br>And when I yield this human breath,<br>In leaf and blossom, bud and rose,<br>Live on I will . . . There is no Death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, let me flee from woeful things,<br>And listen to the linnet's song;<br>To solitude my spirit clings,<br>To sunny woodlands I belong.<br>O foolish men! Yourselves destroy.<br>But I from pain would win surcease. . . .<br>O Earth, grant me eternal joy!<br>O Nature - everlasting peace!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">   Amen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q>
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Drunk with Spring I made this rhyme. . . .

Though peoples perish in defeat,
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The sunshine never was so sweet,
So vast he joy to be alive;
The laughing leaves, the glowing grass
Proclaim how g..."></div>
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