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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539992" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fountain, The: A Conversation</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We talked with open heart, and tongue <br>Affectionate and true, <br>A pair of friends, though I was young, <br>And Matthew seventy-two. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We lay beneath a spreading oak, <br>Beside a mossy seat; <br>And from the turf a fountain broke, <br>And gurgled at our feet. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Now, Matthew!" said I, "let us match <br>This water's pleasant tune <br>With some old border-song, or catch <br>That suits a summer's noon; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Or of the church-clock and the chimes <br>Sing here beneath the shade, <br>That half-mad thing of witty rhymes <br>Which you last April made!" </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In silence Matthew lay, and eyed <br>The spring beneath the tree; <br>And thus the dear old Man replied, <br>The grey-haired man of glee: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"No check, no stay, this Streamlet fears; <br>How merrily it goes! <br>'Twill murmur on a thousand years, <br>And flow as now it flows. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"And here, on this delightful day, <br>I cannot choose but think <br>How oft, a vigorous man, I lay <br>Beside this fountain's brink. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"My eyes are dim with childish tears, <br>My heart is idly stirred, <br>For the same sound is in my ears <br>Which in those days I heard. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Thus fares it still in our decay: <br>And yet the wiser mind <br>Mourns less for what age takes away <br>Than what it leaves behind. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"The blackbird amid leafy trees, <br>The lark above the hill, <br>Let loose their carols when they please <br>Are quiet when they will. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"With Nature never do 'they' wage <br>A foolish strife; they see <br>A happy youth, and their old age <br>Is beautiful and free: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"But we are pressed by heavy laws; <br>And often, glad no more, <br>We wear a face of joy, because <br>We have been glad of yore. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"If there be one who need bemoan <br>His kindred laid in earth, <br>The household hearts that were his own; <br>It is the man of mirth. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"My days, my Friend, are almost gone, <br>My life has been approved, <br>And many love me; but by none <br>Am I enough beloved." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Now both himself and me he wrongs, <br>The man who thus complains; <br>I live and sing my idle songs <br>Upon these happy plains; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"And, Matthew, for thy children dead <br>I'll be a son to thee!" <br>At this he grasped my hand, and said, <br>"Alas! that cannot be." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We rose up from the fountain-side; <br>And down the smooth descent <br>Of the green sheep-track did we glide; <br>And through the wood we went; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And, ere we came to Leonard's rock, <br>He sang those witty rhymes <br>About the crazy old church-clock, <br>And the bewildered chimes.</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=539992" data-title="Fountain, The: A Conversation de William Wordsworth" data-description="We talked with open heart, and tongue Affectionate and true, A pair of friends, though I was young, And Matthew seventy-two. We lay beneath a spreading oak, Beside a mossy seat; And from the turf a fountain broke, And gurgled at our feet. ..."></div> </div> </div>
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