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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=37951" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Noonday Rest</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=37951" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Calmer than midnight's deepest hush<br> Is the sun-bright Summer nooning,<br>With its cloudy shadows seeking rest,<br> That fall on the hillside swooning.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=37951" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Great Night with its solemn starry eyes,<br> Over Day's gate asks us whither<br>We go, what our password is,<br> To the camp beyond the river.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=37951" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But sunny Noon with its sleepy smile<br> Ripples the grain field over,<br>Without a thought of the silent graves<br> That may lie beneath the clover.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=37951" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Knee-deep the drowsy cattle stand<br> In the water's golden glimmer,<br>While berry bush and bramble spray<br> Along the hot wall shimmer.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=37951" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The plowshare glitters in the sun<br> Through murdered daisies clinging:<br>The nested birds leave busy bees<br> To do the noonday singing.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=37951" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Bright Noon no eager question asks,<br> But like an old nurse story<br>old as she holds us on her breast,<br> Croons soft of love and glory.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=37951" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The weary plowman's lazy length<br> Lies in the shadow narrow,<br>That clings about the haystack foot,<br> Careless as guarded sparrow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=37951" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Oh, peaceful hour of Summer Noon!<br> Life has its midnight slumber;<br>Has it no noonday rest for us,<br> When cares shall cease to cumber?</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=Ethel+Lynn+Beers">Ethel Lynn Beers</a></strong> from <em><a href="http://sources.citatepedia.com/from.php?a=Ethel+Lynn+Beers&d=All+Quiet+along+the+Potomac+and+other+poems">All Quiet along the Potomac and other poems</a></em></div>

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