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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538556" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Avenue In Savernake Forest</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">How soothing sound the gentle airs that move<br>The innumerable leaves, high overhead,<br>When autumn first, from the long avenue,<br>That lifts its arching height of ancient shade,<br>Steals here and there a leaf!<br>Within the gloom,<br>In partial sunshine white, some trunks appear,<br>Studding the glens of fern; in solemn shade<br>Some mingle their dark branches, but yet all,<br>All make a sad sweet music, as they move,<br>Not undelightful to a stranger's heart.<br>They seem to say, in accents audible,<br>Farewell to summer, and farewell the strains<br>Of many a lithe and feathered chorister,<br>That through the depth of these incumbent woods<br>Made the long summer gladsome.<br>I have heard<br>To the deep-mingling sounds of organs clear,<br>(When slow the choral anthem rose beneath),<br>The glimmering minster, through its pillared aisles,<br>Echo;--but not more sweet the vaulted roof<br>Rang to those linked harmonies, than here<br>The high wood answers to the lightest breath<br>Of nature.<br>Oh, may such sweet music steal,<br>Soothing the cares of venerable age,<br>From public toil retired: may it awake,<br>As, still and slow, the sun of life declines,<br>Remembrances, not mournful, but most sweet;<br>May it, as oft beneath the sylvan shade<br>Their honoured owner strays, come like the sound<br>Of distant seraph harps, yet speaking clear!<br>How poor is every sound of earthly things,<br>When heaven's own music waits the just and pure!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Lisle+Bowles">William Lisle Bowles</a><div class=q>
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The innumerable leaves, high overhead,
When autumn first, from the long avenue,
That lifts its arching height of ancient shade,
Steals here and there a leaf!
Within the gloom,
In partial sunshine white,..."></div>
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