<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=558014" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Roamed With Anger Out Of The House</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I roamed with anger out of the house.<br>My bosom filled with rage<br>My eyes with pride<br>My head with stubbornness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And then<br>I saw the dawn arise – for it was dawn<br>At the beginning – and the sea was fresh<br>Still and naked from the nocturnal cloth<br>That covered it – now it lay<br>Listless as in a bed half-wake, half-sleeping: <br>I saw the rays - the rays of light increase<br>And turn to more yellow, more golden-fringed<br>And from the tree – the tree that looks<br>Down from the bastions – a small bird chirped<br>A startling song – perhaps a lay of love<br>Perhaps a dirge – perhaps an elegy.<br>I walked along the road that overlooks<br>The city bastions – long and old<br>And ancient the bastions with a kindly eye<br>Looked on the shore below and the over-lapping waves<br>I drank the wine of morn and of the dawn<br>Refreshing my throat from the old bastions<br>And looked upon the first sail-boats<br>Issuing from the rooms beneath the bastions<br>Dragged to the shore - </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And then<br>And then<br>I threw the garb of my anger away - <br>And in my eye<br>There shone the happiness of the rising day<br>And forgiving forgetfulness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Emmanuel+George+Cefai">Emmanuel George Cefai</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=558014" data-title="I Roamed With Anger Out Of The House de Emmanuel George Cefai" data-description="I roamed with anger out of the house. My bosom filled with rage My eyes with pride My head with stubbornness. And then I saw the dawn arise – for it was dawn At the beginning – and the sea was fresh Still and naked from the nocturnal cloth T..."></div> </div> </div>

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