<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536310" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet V</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The physical world itself is a fair thing<br>For who has eyes to see or ears to hear.<br>To--day I fled on my new freedom's wind,<br>With the first swallows of the parting year,<br>Southwards from England. At the Folkestone pier<br>I left the burden of my sins behind,<br>Noting how gay the noon was, and how clear<br>The tide's fresh laughter rising to no wind.<br>A hundred souls of men there with my own<br>Smiled in that sunshine. 'Tis a little measure<br>Makes glad the heart at sea, and not alone<br>Do wise men kindle to its pulse of pleasure<br>Here all alike, peers, pedlars, squires, and dames<br>Forswore their griefs fog--born of Father Thames.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Wilfrid+Scawen+Blunt">Wilfrid Scawen Blunt</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=536310" data-title="A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet V de Wilfrid Scawen Blunt" data-description="The physical world itself is a fair thing For who has eyes to see or ears to hear. To--day I fled on my new freedom's wind, With the first swallows of the parting year, Southwards from England. At the Folkestone pier I left the burden of my sins b..."></div> </div> </div>

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