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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540788" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Empty Hills</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540788" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The grandeur of deep afternoons,<br>The pomp of haze on marble hills,<br>Where every white-walled villa swoons<br>Through violence that heat fulfills,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540788" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Pass tirelessly and more alone<br>Than kings that time has laid aside.<br>Safe on their massive sea of stone<br>The empty tufted gardens ride.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540788" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Here is no music, where the air<br>Drives slowly through the airy leaves.<br>Meaning is aimless motion where<br>The sinking humming bird conceives.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540788" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">No book nor picture has inlaid<br>This life with darkened gold, but here<br>Men passionless and dumb invade<br>A quiet that entrances fear.</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=Yvor+Winters">Yvor Winters</a></strong></div>

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