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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=339729" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>After our Likeness.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Before me now a little picture lies—<br>A little shadow of a childish face,<br>Childishly sweet, yet with the dawning grace<br>Of thought and wisdom on her lips and eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fair, oval, broad-brow'd face—small, delicate head—<br>Transparent skin, with blue veins shining through—<br>All the soft outlines, beautiful and true,<br>Bring me the echo of the words “God said.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Made “in our image”—sure 'tis that we see,<br>God's likeness, in the fair face of a child,<br>By the world's sin and passion undefiled—<br>Ay, as I look, it seems quite plain to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The light wherein the little features shine,<br>Strange, mystic light, so undefined and faint,<br>So far too pure for any words to paint—<br>'Tis a reflection of the Face divine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some day the earthly shadows will be cast<br>Across that sunshine—it may be to dim<br>A while the visible countenance of Him;<br>But 'twill be there—the likeness—to the last.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some day the lucid waters, in which lie<br>Pictured those glorious lineaments, will be<br>Stirred up and troubled like a stormy sea;—<br>But they will yet re-settle—by-and-by.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They will re-settle when the soul is still'd,<br>Its passions, its wild longings, and its pain;<br>The pure reflection will shine out again<br>When earth's hopes are relinquish'd, unfulfill'd.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They will re-settle in those after-years<br>When life's hard lessons have been conned and learn'd;<br>Then this child's beauty will have all return'd,<br>More lovely for the trouble and the tears.<br>They will re-settle in the calm of death,<br>When the sweet eyes are laid asleep, and when<br>The heart is hush'd. Truly God's likeness then—<br>The mirror clear, unsullied by a breath.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah! while I look, and trace each tender line,<br>I think most of the day when I shall see<br>The dear face in that perfect purity,<br>Its mortal features clothed with the divine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This self-same face, but with the image bright,<br>Nevermore undefined, and faint, and dim;<br>This self-same face, yet like the face of Him,<br>In glory and in beauty infinite.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ada+Cambridge">Ada Cambridge</a><div class=q>
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