<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=518886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Under The Cedarcroft Chestnut</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Trim set in ancient sward, his manful bole<br> Upbore his frontage largely toward the sky.<br>We could not dream but that he had a soul:<br> What virtue breathed from out his bravery!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We gazed o'erhead: far down our deepening eyes<br> Rained glamours from his green midsummer mass.<br>The worth and sum of all his centuries<br> Suffused his mighty shadow on the grass.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A Presence large, a grave and steadfast Form<br> Amid the leaves' light play and fantasy,<br>A calmness conquered out of many a storm,<br> A Manhood mastered by a chestnut-tree!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then, while his monarch fingers downward held<br> The rugged burrs wherewith his state was rife,<br>A voice of large authoritative Eld<br> Seemed uttering quickly parables of life:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">`How Life in truth was sharply set with ills;<br> A kernel cased in quarrels; yea, a sphere<br>Of stings, and hedge-hog-round of mortal quills:<br> How most men itched to eat too soon i' the year,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">`And took but wounds and worries for their pains,<br> Whereas the wise withheld their patient hands,<br>Nor plucked green pleasures till the sun and rains<br> And seasonable ripenings burst all bands</div><div style="margin:10px 0">`And opened wide the liberal burrs of life.'<br> There, O my Friend, beneath the chestnut bough,<br>Gazing on thee immerged in modern strife,<br> I framed a prayer of fervency -- that thou,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In soul and stature larger than thy kind,<br> Still more to this strong Form might'st liken thee,<br>Till thy whole Self in every fibre find<br> The tranquil lordship of thy chestnut tree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sidney+Lanier">Sidney Lanier</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=518886" data-title="Under The Cedarcroft Chestnut de Sidney Lanier" data-description="Trim set in ancient sward, his manful bole Upbore his frontage largely toward the sky. We could not dream but that he had a soul: What virtue breathed from out his bravery! We gazed o'erhead: far down our deepening eyes Rained glamours from hi..."></div> </div> </div>

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