<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529374" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Voice Of The Willows</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hiding away from the sunlight,<br>Close by a rippling stream,<br>Hallowed by childish fancies<br>And many a waking dream;<br>There is my royal palace,<br>Within it my regal throne,<br>The former, a grave of willows,<br>The latter, a mossy stone.<br>And legends of hope did the willows tell<br>To my childish ears, in that rustic dell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here, in my sunny childhood,<br>I dreamed in my mystic home,<br>Weaving the fairy garlands<br>To wear in the years to come.<br>Friendship, and love, and honour,<br>They all were to be my own;<br>The future was strewn with roses,<br>As I dreamed on my mossy stone.<br>And still through the leaves, as they fluttered or fell<br>The breezes sang, in the willow dell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Visions of hope are departed,<br>Fairy-like dreams have fled.<br>The thorns still remain, but the roses,<br>Like friendship and love, are dead.<br>The breezes sigh through the willows,<br>I ponder and dream alone<br>Of the life beyond the river,<br>As I sit on my mossy stone.<br>And the breezes sound like a funeral knell,<br>As they sigh and sob, through the willow dell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+E.+Spencer">Thomas E. Spencer</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=529374" data-title="The Voice Of The Willows de Thomas E. Spencer" data-description="Hiding away from the sunlight, Close by a rippling stream, Hallowed by childish fancies And many a waking dream; There is my royal palace, Within it my regal throne, The former, a grave of willows, The latter, a mossy stone. And legends of hope di..."></div> </div> </div>

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