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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519688" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Dreary Change {The sun upon the Weirdlaw Hill}</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun upon the Weirdlaw Hill, <br>In Ettrick's vale, is sinking sweet; <br>The westland wind is hush and still, <br>The lake lies sleeping at my feet. <br>Yet not the landscape to mine eye <br>Bears those bright hues that once it bore; <br>Though evening, with her richest dye, <br>Flames o'er the hills of Ettrick's shore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With listless look along the plain, <br>I see Tweed's silver current glide, <br>And coldly mark the holy fane <br>Of Melrose rise in ruin'd pride. <br>The quiet lake, the balmy air, <br>The hill, the stream, the tower, the tree,-— <br>Are they still such as once they were? <br>Or is the dreary change in me?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alas, the warp'd and broken board, <br>How can it bear the painter's dye! <br>The harp of strain'd and tuneless chord, <br>How to the minstrel's skill reply! <br>To aching eyes each landscape lowers, <br>To feverish pulse each gale blows chill; <br>And Araby's or Eden's bowers <br>Were barren as this moorland hill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sir+Walter+Scott">Sir Walter Scott</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=519688" data-title="The Dreary Change {The sun upon the Weirdlaw Hill} de Sir Walter Scott" data-description="The sun upon the Weirdlaw Hill, In Ettrick's vale, is sinking sweet; The westland wind is hush and still, The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright hues that once it bore; Though evening, with he..."></div> </div> </div>
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