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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409353" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Afternoon in February</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409353" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The day is ending,<br>The night is descending;<br>The marsh is frozen,<br>The river dead.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409353" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Through clouds like ashes<br>The red sun flashes<br>On village windows<br>That glimmer red.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409353" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The snow recommences;<br>The buried fences<br>Mark no longer<br>The road o'er the plain;</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409353" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">While through the meadows,<br>Like fearful shadows,<br>Slowly passes<br>A funeral train.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409353" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The bell is pealing,<br>And every feeling<br>Within me responds<br>To the dismal knell;</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409353" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Shadows are trailing,<br>My heart is bewailing<br>And tolling within<br>Like a funeral bell.</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=Henry+Wadsworth+Longfellow">Henry Wadsworth Longfellow</a></strong></div>