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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365737" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Grim Seasons</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365737" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The sea shore is the gods lap <br>Where the timeless meet, <br>The grey ditch by the hedgerow <br>Is my heart’s slow beat, <br>The dark sky and the crow’s cry <br>And the gulls, slow wheeling, <br>Are sleep’s shroud in a gold cloud <br>On my eyes, drawn stealing.’</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365737" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">She turned, splintering crystal <br>In the dawn’s brisk chill, <br>The sharp scatter of silence <br>By the rook’s slow trill; <br>‘I left you for the grey day, <br>For the cliff’s grim seasons, <br>For the crisp breath, or a life’s quest <br>Of my own small reasons.’</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365737" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">‘The long shade of the sundial <br>For a day’s lost thought, <br>The moon, beamed in a cold room <br>Where a shadow’s caught. <br>I took flight for the still night <br>And the earth’s slow turning, <br>For the green hills and the clear rills <br>And the dream you’re torn in.’</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365737" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">21 February 1978</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=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a></strong></div>

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