<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508875" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Three Voices</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The waves have a story to tell me,<br> As I lie on the lonely beach;<br>Chanting aloft in the pine-tops,<br> The wind has a lesson to teach;<br>But the stars sing an anthem of glory<br> I cannot put into speech.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The waves tell of ocean spaces,<br> Of hearts that are wild and brave,<br>Of populous city places,<br> Of desolate shores they lave,<br>Of men who sally in quest of gold<br> To sink in an ocean grave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wind is a mighty roamer;<br> He bids me keep me free,<br>Clean from the taint of the gold-lust,<br> Hardy and pure as he;<br>Cling with my love to nature,<br> As a child to the mother-knee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the stars throng out in their glory,<br> And they sing of the God in man;<br>They sing of the Mighty Master,<br> Of the loom his fingers span,<br>Where a star or a soul is a part of the whole,<br> And weft in the wondrous plan.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here by the camp-fire's flicker,<br> Deep in my blanket curled,<br>I long for the peace of the pine-gloom,<br> When the scroll of the Lord is unfurled,<br>And the wind and the wave are silent,<br> And world is singing to world.</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> <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=508875" data-title="The Three Voices de Robert William Service" data-description="The waves have a story to tell me, As I lie on the lonely beach; Chanting aloft in the pine-tops, The wind has a lesson to teach; But the stars sing an anthem of glory I cannot put into speech. The waves tell of ocean spaces, Of hearts that a..."></div> </div> </div>

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