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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=520900" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Canada</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was formerly believed, on a sea-battered shore<br>though the storm at home blasted,<br>that in the distant west there still lay lands,<br>where calm and sun never ended,<br>for there the good season had found it's retreat<br>and freedom and compassion - all that is best.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They set no sail, but thought high,<br>by the ocean they dreaming stood,<br>as the sun slid into the lowest west<br>in the evening's blue-misted spring dusk,<br>then hope and desire glide out with the breeze<br>on the still-blank, sun gilt, wide armed sea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though oceans still flood, that separate lands,<br>the passage across is effortless.<br>And our Markland, Canada, its genius and care<br>the world held out to you over the sea.<br>To the Greeks you could only appear in a poem -<br>but to Icelandic sea kings you gave yourself first.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still human hope turns its tired eyes<br>from the east, to dream about you -<br>you proved good to all, who loved you fervently,<br>who possess here rapture and home.<br>And all with you is fullfilled and able to root<br>which the unquiet spirit has dreamed best.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Stephan+Stephansson">Stephan Stephansson</a><div class=q>
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