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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537784" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On The Ice Islands Seen Floating In The German Ocean</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What portents, from what distant region, ride,<br>Unseen till now in ours, the astonished tide?<br>In ages past, old Proteus, with his droves<br>Of sea-calves, sought the mountains and the groves;<br>But now, descending whence of late they stood,<br>Themselves the mountains seem to rove the flood;<br>Dire times were they, full-charged with human woes;<br>And these, scarce less calamitous than those.<br>What view we now? More wondrous still! Behold!<br>Like burnished brass they shine, or beaten gold;<br>And all around the pearl's pure splendour show,<br>And all around the ruby's fiery glow.<br>Come they from India, where the burning earth,<br>All bounteous, gives her richest treasures birth;<br>And where the costly gems, that beam around<br>The brows of mightiest potentates, are found?<br>No. Never such a countless dazzling store<br>Had left, unseen, the Ganges' peopled shore;<br>Rapacious hands, and ever-watchful eyes,<br>Should sooner far have marked and seized the prize.<br>Whence sprang they then? Ejected have they come<br>From Ves'vius', or from Ætna's burning womb?<br>Thus shine they self-illumed, or but display<br>The borrowed splendours of a cloudless day?<br>With borrowed beams they shine. The gales, that breathe<br>Now landward, and the current's force beneath,<br>Have borne them nearer; and the nearer sight,<br>Advantaged more, contemplates them aright.<br>Their lofty summits crested high, they show,<br>With mingled sleet, and long-incumbent snow,<br>The rest is ice. Far hence, where, most severe,<br>Bleak winter well-nigh saddens all the year,<br>Their infant growth began. He bade arise<br>Their uncouth forms, portentous in our eyes.<br>Oft as dissolved by transient suns, the snow<br>Left the tall cliff to join the flood below,<br>He caught, and curdled with a freezing blast<br>The current, ere it reached the boundless waste.<br>By slow degrees uprose the wondrous pile,<br>And long successive ages rolled the while,<br>Till, ceaseless in its growth, it claimed to stand<br>Tall as its rival mountains on the land.<br>Thus stood, and, unremovable by skill,<br>Of force of man, had stood the structure still;<br>But that, though firmly fixt, supplanted yet<br>By pressure of its own enormous weight,<br>It left the shelving beach,-- and with a sound<br>That shook the bellowing waves and rocks around,<br>Self-launched, and swiftly, to the briny wave,<br>As if instinct with strong desire to lave,<br>Down went the ponderous mass. So bards of old,<br>How Delos swam the Ægean deep, have told.<br>But not of ice was Delos. She, crowned with laurel, wore<br>Even under wintry skies, a summer smile;<br>And Delos was Apollo's favourite isle.<br>But, horrid wanderers of the deep, to you<br>He deems Cimmerian darkness only due.<br>Your hated birth he deigned not to survey,<br>But, scornful, turned his glorious eyes away.<br>Hence! Seek your home, nor longer rashly dare<br>The darts of Phœbus, and a softer air; <br>Lest ye regret, too late, your native coast,<br>In no congenial gulf for ever lost!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Cowper">William Cowper</a><div class=q>
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Unseen till now in ours, the astonished tide?
In ages past, old Proteus, with his droves
Of sea-calves, sought the mountains and the groves;
But now, descending whence of late they stood,
Themselves t..."></div>
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