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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341685" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In Memoriam A. H. H.: 99. Risest thou thus, dim dawn, again</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341685" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Risest thou thus, dim dawn, again,<br> So loud with voices of the birds,<br> So thick with lowings of the herds,<br> Day, when I lost the flower of men;<br> Who tremblest thro' thy darkling red<br> On yon swoll'n brook that bubbles fast<br> By meadows breathing of the past,<br> And woodlands holy to the dead;<br> Who murmurest in the foliaged eaves<br> A song that slights the coming care,<br> And Autumn laying here and there<br> A fiery finger on the leaves;</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341685" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Who wakenest with thy balmy breath<br> To myriads on the genial earth,<br> Memories of bridal, or of birth,<br> And unto myriads more, of death.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341685" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> O wheresoever those may be,<br> Betwixt the slumber of the poles,<br> To-day they count as kindred souls;<br> They know me not, but mourn with me.</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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