<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=531636" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Service</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Chide me not, darling, that I sing <br>Familiar thoughts and metres old: <br>Nay, do not scold<br>My spirit's childish uttering.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know not why 't is that or this<br>I murmur to you thus or so: <br>Only I know<br>It throbs across my silences, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It blows over my heart,—a long<br>Infinite wind, again, again! <br>Again! and then<br>My life kneels down into a song.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Trumbull+Stickney">Trumbull Stickney</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=531636" data-title="Service de Trumbull Stickney" data-description="Chide me not, darling, that I sing Familiar thoughts and metres old: Nay, do not scold My spirit's childish uttering. I know not why 't is that or this I murmur to you thus or so: Only I know It throbs across my silences, It blows over my he..."></div> </div> </div>

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