<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529884" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Sundial</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The ivy o'er the mouldering wall <br>Spreads like a tree, the growth of years: <br>The wild wind through the doorless hall <br>A melancholy music rears, <br>A solitary voice, that sighs <br>O'er man's forgotten pageantries. <br>Above the central gate, the clock, <br>Through clustering ivy dimly seen, <br>Seems, like the ghost of Time, to mock <br>The wrecks of power that once has been. <br>The hands are rusted on its face; <br>Even where they ceased, in years gone by, <br>To keep the flying moments pace; <br>Fixing, in Fancy's thoughtful eye, <br>A point of ages passed away, <br>A speck of time, that owns no tie <br>With aught that lives and breathes to-day. <br>But 'mid the rank and towering grass, <br>Where breezes wave, in mournful sport, <br>The weeds that choke the ruined court, <br>The careless hours that circling pass, <br>Still trace upon the dialled brass <br>The shade of their unvarying way: <br>And evermore, with every ray <br>That breaks the clouds and gilds the air, <br>Time's stealthy steps are imaged there: <br>Even as the long-revolving years <br>In self-reflecting circles flow, <br>From the first bud the hedge-row bears, <br>To wintry Nature's robe of snow. <br>The changeful forms of mortal things <br>Decay and pass; and art and power <br>Oppose in vain the doom that flings <br>Oblivion on their closing hour: <br>While still, to every woodland vale, <br>New blooms, new fruits, the seasons bring, <br>For other eyes and lips to hail <br>With looks and sounds of welcoming: <br>As where some stream light-eddying roves <br>By sunny meads and shadowy groves, <br>Wave following wave departs for ever, <br>But still flows on the eternal river.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Love+Peacock">Thomas Love Peacock</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=529884" data-title="The Sundial de Thomas Love Peacock" data-description="The ivy o'er the mouldering wall Spreads like a tree, the growth of years: The wild wind through the doorless hall A melancholy music rears, A solitary voice, that sighs O'er man's forgotten pageantries. Above the central gate, the clock, T..."></div> </div> </div>

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