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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354737" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Song In The Dell</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354737" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I KNOW a way <br>Of hearing what the larks and linnets say: <br> The larks tell of the sunshine and the sky; <br> The linnets from the hedges make reply, <br>And boast of hidden nests with mocking lay. <br> <br> I know a way <br>Of keeping near the rabbits at their play: <br> They tell me of the cool and shady nooks <br> Where waterfalls disturb the placid brooks <br>That I may go and frolic in the spray. <br> <br> I know a way <br>Of catching dewdrops on a night in May, <br> And threading them upon a spear of green, <br> That through their sides translucent may be seen <br>The sparkling hue that emeralds display. <br> <br> I know a way <br>Of trapping sunbeams as they nimbly play <br> At hide-and-seek with meadow-grass and flowers, <br> And holding them in store for dreary hours <br>When winds are chill and all the sky is gray.<br> <br> I know a way <br>Of stealing fragrance from the new-mown hay <br> And storing it in flasks of petals made, <br> To scent the air when all the flowers fade <br>And leave the woodland world to sad decay. <br> <br> I know a way <br>Of coaxing snowflakes in their flight to stay <br> So still awhile, that, as they hang in air, <br> I weave them into frosty lace, to wear <br>About my head upon a sultry day.</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=Charles+Edward+Carryl">Charles Edward Carryl</a></strong></div>