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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=509195" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Turn Of The Road</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WHERE confident, calm I strode,<br>I walk with hesitant feet;<br>For at yonder turn of the road<br>What shall I meet?<br>The youth of the day has gone,<br>And my shadow goes before;<br>I know that the road runs on —<br>I know no more.<br>I have travelled a goodly way,<br>As one at a glance may see,<br>Since the East and the break o' day<br>Called out to me.<br>Though the highway be hard to miss<br>With its signs and stones and such,<br>The worst of the road is this —<br>It turns too much.<br>For a part of its length it flows<br>(Too brief is that stretch, alas!)<br>'Twixt hedges of palm and rose,<br>O'er fern and grass.<br>The butterfly fancies flit<br>On their lit wings, gossamer-frail;<br>And a host of roysterers sit<br>At cakes and ale.<br>With the flight of their glory hour,<br>The Fancies flutter and die;<br>And the nectared heart of the flower<br>Grows sere and dry.<br>Though the cakes and ale are done,<br>And the roysterer's moment gone,<br>Yet under the slanting sun<br>The road winds on.<br>Good-bye to the flower and fern,<br>And the hedges at each grass-side! —<br>Maybe at the next road-turn<br>New pleasures hide.<br>New pleasures? 'Tis turned, and lo!<br>Hot miles and a driving dust<br>'Twixt trees that are grey as woe,<br>Gnarled limbs out-thrust!<br>Yet Hope is a bright allure,<br>A light in the hearts of men —<br>At the end of a league, for sure,<br>'Twill turn again.<br>Though the highway be hard to miss<br>With its signs and stones and such,<br>The best of the road is this —<br>It turns so much!<br>Towards the turn of the roadway you<br>I walk with hesitant feet;<br>When I come to the turn, anon —<br>What shall I meet?</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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I walk with hesitant feet;
For at yonder turn of the road
What shall I meet?
The youth of the day has gone,
And my shadow goes before;
I know that the road runs on —
I know no more.
I have travelled a goodly way,
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