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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=509122" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>After Cattle</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WE lit a fire, and straightway camped,<br>And all night long<br>We heard the river sing its song.<br>Our horses fed, and neighed, and stamped;<br>But else, o'er all<br>A haunted silence seemed to fall.<br>The gum-trees raised their lofty crests<br>So high, it seemed<br>They mingled with the stars and dreamed.<br>As when a tired bird sinks and rests<br>At end of day,<br>Head couched on arm, full length we lay.<br>But Nature would not let us sleep;<br>She loved so well<br>To talk, and had such things to tell.<br>Her fire-fly lamps within the deep<br>Green gullies shone<br>One moment, and the next were gone.<br>The smooth white trunks of ancient trees<br>In stately pride<br>Marched up the rugged mountain side.<br>No leaf fell fluttering on the breeze;<br>But everywhere<br>A stillness charmed the midnight air.<br>And as we lay without a word,<br>In silence camped,<br>Our horses in the darkness stamped.<br>At first, it seemed a timid bird<br>Sang soft below,<br>And then . . . we listened, breathing low.<br>We heard, elusive, strange, and shy,<br>A song arise —<br>The river voicing many cries.<br>At first, it was a human cry<br>Of sad unrest,<br>Of one cast down and sore distressed.<br>And then, an elfin chant it raised,<br>As when men cry<br>'We've silks to sell; who'll buy, who'll buy?'<br>And goods were cried and wares were praised;<br>It seemed like some<br>Far market-place in Fairydom.<br>Yet ever through the chorus stole<br>The sore-distressed,<br>Faint human note of sad unrest.<br>We woke and saw the morning roll<br>In waves of gold<br>Upon the mountains green and bold;<br>Birds sang, flowers laughed, the grass was green;<br>The sky above<br>Bent over, arching earth with love;<br>And, riding through that woodland scene<br>Of rocks and rills,<br>We heard the cattle in the hills.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Roderic+Quinn">Roderic Quinn</a><div class=q>
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And all night long
We heard the river sing its song.
Our horses fed, and neighed, and stamped;
But else, o'er all
A haunted silence seemed to fall.
The gum-trees raised their lofty crests
So high, it seemed
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