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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538063" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Hunter's Vision</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Upon a rock that, high and sheer,<br>Rose from the mountain's breast,<br>A weary hunter of the deer<br>Had sat him down to rest,<br>And bared to the soft summer air<br>His hot red brow and sweaty hair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All dim in haze the mountains lay,<br>With dimmer vales between;<br>And rivers glimmered on their way,<br>By forests faintly seen;<br>While ever rose a murmuring sound,<br>From brooks below and bees around.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He listened, till he seemed to hear<br>A strain, so soft and low,<br>That whether in the mind or ear<br>The listener scarce might know.<br>With such a tone, so sweet and mild,<br>The watching mother lulls her child.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Thou weary huntsman,' thus it said,<br>'Thou faint with toil and heat,<br>The pleasant land of rest is spread<br>Before thy very feet,<br>And those whom thou wouldst gladly see<br>Are waiting there to welcome thee.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He looked, and 'twixt the earth and sky<br>Amid the noontide haze,<br>A shadowy region met his eye,<br>And grew beneath his gaze,<br>As if the vapours of the air<br>Had gathered into shapes so fair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Groves freshened as he looked, and flowers<br>Showed bright on rocky bank,<br>And fountains welled beneath the bowers,<br>Where deer and pheasant drank.<br>He saw the glittering streams, he heard<br>The rustling bough and twittering bird.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And friends--the dead--in boyhood dear,<br>There lived and walked again,<br>And there was one who many a year<br>Within her grave had lain,<br>A fair young girl, the hamlet's pride--<br>His heart was breaking when she died:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bounding, as was her wont, she came<br>Right towards his resting-place,<br>And stretched her hand and called his name<br>With that sweet smiling face.<br>Forward with fixed and eager eyes,<br>The hunter leaned in act to rise:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forward he leaned, and headlong down<br>Plunged from that craggy wall;<br>He saw the rocks, steep, stern, and brown,<br>An instant, in his fall;<br>A frightful instant--and no more,<br>The dream and life at once were o'er.</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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Rose from the mountain's breast,
A weary hunter of the deer
Had sat him down to rest,
And bared to the soft summer air
His hot red brow and sweaty hair.

All dim in haze the mountains lay,
With dimmer vales betwee..."></div>
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