<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=577992" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Red House</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the wide fields the water gleams like snow,<br>And snow like water pale beneath pale sky,<br>When old and burdened the white clouds are stooped low.<br>Sudden as thought, or startled near bird's cry,<br>The whiteness of first light on hills of snow<br>New dropped from skiey hills of tumbling white<br>Streams from the ridge to where the long woods lie;<br>And tall ridge-trees lift their soft crowns of white<br>Above slim bodies all black or flecked with snow.<br>By the tossed foam of the not yet frozen brook<br>Black pigs go straggling over fields of snow;<br>The air is full of snow, and starling and rook<br>Are blacker amid the myriad streams of light.<br>Warm as old fire the Red House burns yet bright<br>Beneath the unmelting snows of pine and larch,<br>While February moves as slow, as slow<br>As Spring might never come, never come March.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Amid such snows, by generations haunted,<br>By echoes, memories and dreams enchanted,<br>Firm when dark winds through the night stamp and shout,<br>Brightest when time silvers the world all about,<br>That old house called _The Heart_ burns, burns, and still<br>Outbraves the mortal threat of the hanging hill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Freeman">John Freeman</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=577992" data-title="The Red House de John Freeman" data-description="On the wide fields the water gleams like snow, And snow like water pale beneath pale sky, When old and burdened the white clouds are stooped low. Sudden as thought, or startled near bird's cry, The whiteness of first light on hills of snow New dro..."></div> </div> </div>

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