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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510951" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Dawn Wind</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Fifteenth Century</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>At two o'clock in the morning, if you open your window and <br>listen,<br>You will hear the feet of the Wind that is going to call the sun.<br>And the trees in the shadow rustle, and the trees in the moonlight <br>glisten,<br>And though it is deep, dark night, you feel that the night is <br>done.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So do the cows in the field. They graze for an hour and lie down,<br>Dozing and chewing the cud; or a bird in the ivy wakes, <br>Chirrups one note and is still, and the restless Wind stares on,<br>Fidgeting far down the road, till, softly, the darkness breaks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Back comes the Wind full strength with a blow like an angel's<br>wing,<br>Gentle but waking the world, as he shouts: &quot;The Sun! The<br>Sun!&quot;<br>And the light floods over the fields and the birds begin to sing,<br>And the Wind dies down in the grass. It is day and his work<br>is done.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So when the world is asleep, and there seems no hope of her<br>waking<br>Out of some long, bad dream that makes her mutter and moan,<br>Suddenly, all men arise to the noise of fetters breaking,<br>And every one smiles at his neighbor and tells him his soul is<br>his own!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rudyard+Kipling">Rudyard Kipling</a><div class=q>
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