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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538083" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Twenty-Second Of December</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538083" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Wild was the day; the wintry sea<br>Moaned sadly on New-England's strand,<br>When first the thoughtful and the free,<br>Our fathers, trod the desert land.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538083" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They little thought how pure a light,<br>With years, should gather round that day;<br>How love should keep their memories bright,<br>How wide a realm their sons should sway.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538083" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Green are their bays; but greener still<br>Shall round their spreading fame be wreathed,<br>And regions, now untrod, shall thrill<br>With reverence when their names are breathed.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=538083" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Till where the sun, with softer fires,<br>Looks on the vast Pacific's sleep,<br>The children of the pilgrim sires<br>This hallowed day like us shall keep.</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=William+Cullen+Bryant">William Cullen Bryant</a></strong></div>

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