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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540159" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Primrose of the Rock</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A Rock there is whose homely front<br> The passing traveller slights;<br>Yet there the glow-worms hang their lamps,<br> Like stars, at various heights;<br>And one coy Primrose to that Rock<br> The vernal breeze invites.<br>What hideous warfare hath been waged,<br> What kingdoms overthrown,<br>Since first I spied that Primrose-tuft<br> And marked it for my own;<br>A lasting link in Nature's chain<br> From highest heaven let down!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The flowers, still faithful to the stems,<br> Their fellowship renew;<br>The stems are faithful to the root,<br> That worketh out of view;<br>And to the rock the root adheres<br> In every fibre true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Close clings to earth the living rock,<br> Though threatening still to fall:<br>The earth is constant to her sphere;<br> And God upholds them all:<br>So blooms this lonely Plant, nor dreads<br> Her annual funeral. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here closed the meditative strain;<br> But air breathed soft that day,<br>The hoary mountain-heights were cheered,<br> The sunny vale looked gay;<br>And to the Primrose of the Rock<br> I gave this after-lay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I sang-Let myriads of bright flowers,<br> Like Thee, in field and grove<br>Revive unenvied;-mightier far,<br> Than tremblings that reprove<br>Our vernal tendencies to hope,<br> Is God's redeeming love;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That love which changed-for wan disease,<br> For sorrow that had bent<br>O'er hopeless dust, for withered age-<br> Their moral element,<br>And turned the thistles of a curse<br> To types beneficent.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sin-blighted though we are, we too,<br> The reasoning Sons of Men,<br>From one oblivious winter called<br> Shall rise, and breathe again;<br>And in eternal summer lose<br> Our threescore years and ten.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To humbleness of heart descends<br> This prescience from on high,<br>The faith that elevates the just,<br> Before and when they die;<br>And makes each soul a separate heaven<br> A court for Deity.</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>
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 The passing traveller slights;
Yet there the glow-worms hang their lamps,
 Like stars, at various heights;
And one coy Primrose to that Rock
 The vernal breeze invites.
What hideous warfare hath been waged,
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