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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537987" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Dream</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I had a dream--a strange, wild dream--<br>Said a dear voice at early light;<br>And even yet its shadows seem<br>To linger in my waking sight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Earth, green with spring, and fresh with dew,<br>And bright with morn, before me stood;<br>And airs just wakened softly blew<br>On the young blossoms of the wood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Birds sang within the sprouting shade,<br>Bees hummed amid the whispering grass,<br>And children prattled as they played<br>Beside the rivulet's dimpling glass</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fast climbed the sun: the flowers were flown,<br>There played no children in the glen;<br>For some were gone, and some were grown<br>To blooming dames and bearded men.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas noon, 'twas summer: I beheld<br>Woods darkening in the flush of day,<br>And that bright rivulet spread and swelled,<br>A mighty stream, with creek and bay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And here was love, and there was strife,<br>And mirthful shouts, and wrathful cries,<br>And strong men, struggling as for life,<br>With knotted limbs and angry eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now stooped the sun--the shades grew thin;<br>The rustling paths were piled with leaves;<br>And sunburnt groups were gathering in,<br>From the shorn field, its fruits and sheaves.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The river heaved with sullen sounds;<br>The chilly wind was sad with moans;<br>Black hearses passed, and burial-grounds<br>Grew thick with monumental stones.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still waned the day; the wind that chased<br>The jagged clouds blew chillier yet;<br>The woods were stripped, the fields were waste,<br>The wintry sun was near its set.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And of the young, and strong, and fair,<br>A lonely remnant, gray and weak,<br>Lingered, and shivered to the air<br>Of that bleak shore and water bleak.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah! age is drear, and death is cold!<br>I turned to thee, for thou wert near,<br>And saw thee withered, bowed, and old,<br>And woke all faint with sudden fear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas thus I heard the dreamer say,<br>And bade her clear her clouded brow;<br>'For thou and I, since childhood's day,<br>Have walked in such a dream till now.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Watch we in calmness, as they rise,<br>The changes of that rapid dream,<br>And note its lessons, till our eyes<br>Shall open in the morning beam.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Cullen+Bryant">William Cullen Bryant</a><div class=q>
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Said a dear voice at early light;
And even yet its shadows seem
To linger in my waking sight.

Earth, green with spring, and fresh with dew,
And bright with morn, before me stood;
And airs just wakened softly..."></div>
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