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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=566317" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Night After The Picnic</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">And 'Happy! Happy! Happy!'<br>Rang the bells of all the hours;<br>'Shyly! Shyly! Shyly!'<br>Looked and listened all the flowers;<br>They were wakened from their slumbers,<br>By the footsteps of the fair;<br>And they smiled in their awaking<br>On the faces gathered there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Brightly! Brightly! Brightly!'<br>Looked the overhanging trees,<br>For beneath their bending branches<br>Floated tresses in the breeze.<br>And they wondered who had wandered<br>With such voices and so gay;<br>And their leaflets seemed to whisper<br>To each other: 'Who are they?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They were just like little children,<br>Not a sorrow's shade was there;<br>And 'Merry! Merry! Merry!'<br>Rang their laughter thro' the air.<br>There was not a brow grief-darkened,<br>Was there there a heart in pain?<br>But 'Happy! Happy! Happy!'<br>Came the happy bells' refrain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the stately trees were bending<br>O'er a simple, quiet home,<br>That looked humble as an altar,<br>Nestling 'neath a lofty dome;<br>Thither went they gaily! gaily!<br>Where their coming was a joy,<br>Just to pass away together<br>One long day without alloy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Slowly! Slowly! Slowly!'<br>Melted morning's mist away,<br>Till the sun, in all its splendor,<br>Lit the borders of the bay.<br>'Gladly! Gladly! Gladly!'<br>Glanced the waters that were gray,<br>While the wavelets whispered 'Welcome!'<br>To us all that happy day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And 'Happy! Happy! Happy!'<br>Rang the bell in every heart,<br>And it chimed, 'All day let no one<br>Think that ye shall ever part.<br>Go and sip from every moment<br>Sweets to perfume many years;<br>Keep your feast, and be too happy<br>To have thought of any tears.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was song with one's soul in it,<br>And the happy hearts grew still<br>While they leaned upon the music<br>Like fair lilies o'er the rill;<br>Till the notes had softly floated<br>Into silent seas away<br>O'er the wavelets, where they listened<br>While they rocked upon the bay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And ---- 'Dreamy! Dreamy! Dreamy!'<br>When the song's sweet life was o'er,<br>Drooped the eyes that will remember<br>All its echoes evermore.<br>And 'Stilly! Stilly! Stilly!'<br>Beat the hearts of some, I ween,<br>That can see the unseen mystery<br>Which a song may strive to screen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then 'Gaily! Gaily! Gaily!'<br>Rang the laughter everywhere,<br>From the lips that seemed too lightsome<br>For the sigh of any care.<br>And the dance went 'Merry! Merry!'<br>Whilst the feet that tripped along,<br>Bore the hearts that were as happy<br>As a wild bird's happy song.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And sweet words with smiles upon them,<br>Joy-winged, flitted to and fro,<br>Flushing every face they met with<br>With the glory of their glow.<br>Not a brow with cloud upon it --<br>Not an eye that seemed to know<br>What a tear is; not a bosom<br>That had ever nursed a woe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And how 'Swiftly! Swiftly! Swiftly!'<br>Like the ripples of a stream,<br>Did the bright hours chase each other,<br>Till it all seemed like a dream;<br>Till it seemed as if no ~Never~<br>Ever in this world had been,<br>To o'ercloud the ~brief Forever~,<br>Shining o'er the happy scene.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dimly! dimly fell the shadows<br>Of the tranquil eventide;<br>But the sound of dance and laughter<br>Would not die, and had not died;<br>And still 'Happy! Happy! Happy!'<br>Rang the voiceless vesper bells<br>O'er the hearts that were too happy<br>To remember earth's farewells.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Came the night hours -- faster! faster!<br>Rose the laughter and the dance,<br>And the eyes that should look weary<br>Shone the brighter in their glance:<br>And they stole from every minute<br>What no other day could lend --<br>They were happy! happy! happy!<br>But the feast must have an end.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Children, come!' the words were cruel --<br>'Twas the death sigh of the feast;<br>And they came, still merry! merry!<br>At the bidding of the priest,<br>Who had heard the joy-bells ringing<br>Round him all the summer day.<br>'Happy! Happy! Happy! Happy!'<br>Did he hear an angel say?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Happy! happy! still more happy!<br>Yea, the happiest are they.<br>I was moving 'mid the children<br>By the borders of the bay,<br>And I bring to God no record<br>Of a single sin this day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Happy! Happy! Happy!'<br>When your life seems lone and long,<br>You will hear that feast's bells ringing<br>Far and faintly thro' my song.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Abram+Joseph+Ryan">Abram Joseph Ryan</a><div class=q>
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Rang the bells of all the hours;
'Shyly! Shyly! Shyly!'
Looked and listened all the flowers;
They were wakened from their slumbers,
By the footsteps of the fair;
And they smiled in their awaking
On the faces gathered the..."></div>
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