<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540006" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>How Sweet It Is, When Mother Fancy Rocks</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">HOW sweet it is, when mother Fancy rocks<br>The wayward brain, to saunter through a wood!<br>An old place, full of many a lovely brood,<br>Tall trees, green arbours, and ground-flowers in flocks;<br>And wild rose tip-toe upon hawthorn stocks,<br>Like a bold Girl, who plays her agile pranks<br>At Wakes and Fairs with wandering Mountebanks,--<br>When she stands cresting the Clown's head, and mocks<br>The crowd beneath her. Verily I think,<br>Such place to me is sometimes like a dream <br>Or map of the whole world: thoughts, link by link,<br>Enter through ears and eyesight, with such gleam<br>Of all things, that at last in fear I shrink,<br>And leap at once from the delicious stream.</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=540006" data-title="How Sweet It Is, When Mother Fancy Rocks de William Wordsworth" data-description="HOW sweet it is, when mother Fancy rocks The wayward brain, to saunter through a wood! An old place, full of many a lovely brood, Tall trees, green arbours, and ground-flowers in flocks; And wild rose tip-toe upon hawthorn stocks, Like a bold Girl..."></div> </div> </div>

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