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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In Memoriam A. H. H.: 15. To-night the winds begin to rise</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">To-night the winds begin to rise<br> And roar from yonder dropping day:<br> The last red leaf is whirl'd away,<br> The rooks are blown about the skies;<br> The forest crack'd, the waters curl'd,<br> The cattle huddled on the lea;<br> And wildly dash'd on tower and tree<br> The sunbeam strikes along the world:<br> And but for fancies, which aver<br> That all thy motions gently pass<br> Athwart a plane of molten glass,<br> I scarce could brook the strain and stir</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> That makes the barren branches loud;<br> And but for fear it is not so,<br> The wild unrest that lives in woe<br> Would dote and pore on yonder cloud</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341665" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> That rises upward always higher,<br> And onward drags a labouring breast,<br> And topples round the dreary west,<br> A looming bastion fringed with fire.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Alfred+Lord+Tennyson">Alfred Lord Tennyson</a></strong></div>

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