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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519178" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Skater</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My glad feet shod with the glittering steel <br> I was the god of the wing&egrave;d heel. <br> The hills in the far white sky were lost; <br> The world lay still in the wide white frost; <br> And the woods hung hushed in their long white dream <br> By the ghostly, glimmering, ice-blue stream. <br> Here was a pathway, smooth like glass, <br> Where I and the wandering wind might pass <br> To the far-off palaces, drifted deep, <br> Where Winter's retinue rests in sleep. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I followed the lure, I fled like a bird, <br> Till the startled hollows awoke and heard </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> A spinning whisper, a sibilant twang, <br> As the stroke of the steel on the tense ice rang; </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And the wandering wind was left behind <br> As faster, faster I followed my mind; </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Till the blood sang high in my eager brain, <br> And the joy of my flight was almost pain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The I stayed the rush of my eager speed<br> And silently went as a drifting seed, --</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Slowly, furtively, till my eyes<br> Grew big with the awe of a dim surmise,</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And the hair of my neck began to creep<br> At hearing the wilderness talk in sleep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Shapes in the fir-gloom drifted near.<br> In the deep of my heart I heard my fear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And I turned and fled, like a soul pursued,<br> From the white, inviolate solitude.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sir+Charles+George+Douglas+Roberts">Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts</a><div class=q>
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 I was the god of the wing&egrave;d heel. 
 The hills in the far white sky were lost; 
 The world lay still in the wide white frost; 
 And the woods hung hushed in their long white dream 
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