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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508986" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ascent To The Sierras</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beyond the great valley an odd instinctive rising<br>Begins to possess the ground, the flatness gathers <br> to little humps and<br>barrows, low aimless ridges,<br>A sudden violence of rock crowns them. The crowded <br> orchards end, they<br>have come to a stone knife;<br>The farms are finished; the sudden foot of the <br> slerra. Hill over hill,<br>snow-ridge beyond mountain gather<br>The blue air of their height about them.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Here at the foot of the pass<br>The fierce clans of the mountain you'd think for <br> thousands of years,<br>Men with harsh mouths and eyes like the eagles' hunger,<br>Have gathered among these rocks at the dead hour<br>Of the morning star and the stars waning<br>To raid the plain and at moonrise returning driven<br>Their scared booty to the highlands, the tossing horns<br>And glazed eyes in the light of torches. The men have <br> looked back<br>Standing above these rock-heads to bark laughter<br>At the burning granaries and the farms and the town<br>That sow the dark flat land with terrible rubies...<br> lighting the dead...<br> It is not true: from this land<br>The curse was lifted; the highlands have kept peace <br> with the valleys; no<br>blood in the sod; there is no old sword<br>Keeping grim rust, no primal sorrow. The people are <br> all one people, their<br>homes never knew harrying;<br>The tribes before them were acorn-eaters, harmless <br> as deer. Oh, fortunate<br>earth; you must find someone<br>To make you bitter music; how else will you take bonds <br> of the future,<br>against the wolf in men's hearts?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Submitted by Holt</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robinson+Jeffers">Robinson Jeffers</a><div class=q>
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