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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=509034" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Night Without Sleep</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The world's as the world is; the nations rearm and prepare to<br>change; the age of tyrants returns;<br>The greatest civilization that has ever existed builds itself higher<br>towers on breaking foundations.<br>Recurrent episodes; they were determined when the ape's children<br>first ran in packs, chipped flint to an edge.<br>I lie and hear dark rain beat the roof, and the blind wind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the morning perhaps<br>I shall find strength again<br>To value the immense beauty of this time of the world, the flowers<br>of decay their pitiful loveliness, the fever-dream<br>Tapestries that back the drama and are called the future. This<br>ebb of vitality feels the ignoble and cruel<br>Incidents, not the vast abstract order.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I lie and hear dark rain beat<br>the roof, and the night-blind wind.<br>In the Ventana country darkness and rain and the roar of waters<br>fill the deep mountain-throats.<br>The creekside shelf of sand where we lay last August under a slip of stars,<br>And firelight played on the leaning gorge-walls, is drowned and<br>lost. The deer of the country huddle on a ridge<br>In a close herd under madrone-trees; they tremble when a rockslide<br>goes down, they open great darkness-<br>Drinking eyes and press closer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cataracts of rock<br>Rain down the mountain from cliff to cliff and torment the<br>stream-bed. The stream deals with them. The laurels are wounded,<br>Redwoods go down with their earth and lie thwart the gorge. I<br>hear the torrent boulders battering each other,<br>I feel the flesh of the mountain move on its bones in the wet<br>darkness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is this more beautiful<br>Than man's disasters? These wounds will heal in their time; so<br>will humanity's. This is more beautiful ... at night . . .</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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The greatest civilization that has ever existed builds itself higher
towers on breaking foundations.
Recurrent episodes; they were determined when th..."></div>
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