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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381262" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Owl</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381262" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">DOWNHILL I came, hungry, and yet not starved, <br>Cold, yet had heat within me that was proof <br>Against the north wind; tired, yet so that rest <br>Had seemed the sweetest thing under a roof.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381262" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Then at the inn I had food, fire, and rest, <br>Knowing how hungry, cold, and tired was I. <br>All of the night was quite barred out except <br>An owl's cry, a most melancholy cry.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381262" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Shaken out long and clear upon the hill <br>No merry note, nor cause of merriment, <br>But one telling me plain what I escaped <br>And others could not, that night, as in I went.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381262" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And salted was my food, and my repose, <br>Salted and sobered too, by the bird's voice <br>Speaking for all who lay under the stars, <br>Soldiers and poor, unable to rejoice.</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=Edward+Thomas">Edward Thomas</a></strong></div>

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