<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540213" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To a Sky-Lark</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Up with me! up with me into the clouds!<br>For thy song, Lark, is strong;<br>Up with me, up with me into the clouds!<br>Singing, singing,<br>With clouds and sky about thee ringing,<br>Lift me, guide me till I find<br>That spot which seems so to thy mind!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have walked through wildernesses dreary<br>And to-day my heart is weary;<br>Had I now the wings of a Faery, <br>Up to thee would I fly.<br>There is madness about thee, and joy divine<br>In that song of thine;<br>Lift me, guide me high and high<br>To thy banqueting-place in the sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Joyous as morning<br>Thou art laughing and scorning;<br>Thou hast a nest for thy love and thy rest,<br>And, though little troubled with sloth,<br>Drunken Lark! thou would'st be loth <br>To be such a traveller as I.<br>Happy, happy Liver,<br>With a soul as strong as a mountain river<br>Pouring out praise to the Almighty Giver,<br>Joy and jollity be with us both!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alas! my journey, rugged and uneven,<br>Through prickly moors or dusty ways must wind;<br>But hearing thee, or others of thy kind,<br>As full of gladness and as free of heaven,<br>I, with my fate contented, will plod on, <br>And hope for higher raptures, when life's day is done.</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=540213" data-title="To a Sky-Lark de William Wordsworth" data-description="Up with me! up with me into the clouds! For thy song, Lark, is strong; Up with me, up with me into the clouds! Singing, singing, With clouds and sky about thee ringing, Lift me, guide me till I find That spot which seems so to thy mind! I have wa..."></div> </div> </div>

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