<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=568745" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Philomel in London</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not within a granite pass,<br>Dim with flowers and soft with grass--<br>Nay, but doubly, trebly sweet<br>In a poplared London street,<br>While below my windows go<br>Noiseless barges, to and fro,<br>Through the night's calm deep,<br>Ah! what breaks the bonds of sleep?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No steps on the pavement fall,<br>Soundless swings the dark canal;<br>From a church-tower out of sight<br>Clangs the central hour of night.<br>Hark! the Dorian nightingale!<br>Pan's voice melted to a wail!<br>Such another bird<br>Attic Tereus never heard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hung above the gloom and stain--<br>London's squalid cope of pain--<br>Pure as starlight, bold as love,<br>Honouring our scant poplar-grove,<br>That most heavenly voice of earth<br>Thrills in passion, grief or mirth,<br>Laves our poison'd air<br>Life's best song-bath crystal-fair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While the starry minstrel sings<br>Little matters what he brings,<br>Be it sorrow, be it pain,<br>Let him sing and sing again,<br>Till, with dawn, poor souls rejoice,<br>Wakening, once to hear his voice,<br>Ere afar he flies,<br>Bound for purer woods and skies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edmund+William+Gosse">Edmund William Gosse</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=568745" data-title="Philomel in London de Edmund William Gosse" data-description="Not within a granite pass, Dim with flowers and soft with grass-- Nay, but doubly, trebly sweet In a poplared London street, While below my windows go Noiseless barges, to and fro, Through the night's calm deep, Ah! what breaks the bonds of sleep?..."></div> </div> </div>

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