<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539962" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Composed In The Valley Near Dover, On The Day Of Landing</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">HERE, on our native soil, we breathe once more.<br>The cock that crows, the smoke that curls, that sound<br>Of bells; those boys who in yon meadow-ground<br>In white-sleeved shirts are playing; and the roar<br>Of the waves breaking on the chalky shore;--<br>All, all are English. Oft have I looked round<br>With joy in Kent's green vales; but never found<br>Myself so satisfied in heart before.<br>Europe is yet in bonds; but let that pass,<br>Thought for another moment. Thou art free, <br>My Country! and 'tis joy enough and pride<br>For one hour's perfect bliss, to tread the grass<br>Of England once again, and hear and see,<br>With such a dear Companion at my side.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Wordsworth">William Wordsworth</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=539962" data-title="Composed In The Valley Near Dover, On The Day Of Landing de William Wordsworth" data-description="HERE, on our native soil, we breathe once more. The cock that crows, the smoke that curls, that sound Of bells; those boys who in yon meadow-ground In white-sleeved shirts are playing; and the roar Of the waves breaking on the chalky shore;-- All,..."></div> </div> </div>

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