<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537911" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Swallow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am fond of the swallow--I learn from her flight,<br>Had I skill to improve it, a lesson of love:<br>How seldom on earth do we see her alight!<br>She dwells in the skies, she is ever above.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is on the wing that she takes her repose,<br>Suspended and poised in the regions of air,<br>'Tis not in our fields that her sustenance grows,<br>It is winged like herself--'tis ethereal fare.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She comes in the spring, all the summer she stays,<br>And, dreading the cold, still follows the sun--<br>So, true to our love, we should covet his rays,<br>And the place where he shines not immediately shun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our light should be love, and our nourishment prayer;<br>It is dangerous food that we find upon earth;<br>The fruit of this world is beset with a snare,<br>In itself it is hurtful, as vile in its birth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis rarely, if ever, she settles below,<br>And only when building a nest for her young;<br>Were it not for her brood, she would never bestow<br>A thought upon anything filthy as dung.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let us leave it ourselves ('tis a mortal abode),<br>To bask every moment in infinite love;<br>Let us fly the dark winter, and follow the road<br>That leads to the dayspring appearing above.</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> <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=537911" data-title="The Swallow de William Cowper" data-description="I am fond of the swallow--I learn from her flight, Had I skill to improve it, a lesson of love: How seldom on earth do we see her alight! She dwells in the skies, she is ever above. It is on the wing that she takes her repose, Suspended and poise..."></div> </div> </div>

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