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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=340116" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Requital</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">LOUD roared the tempest, <br> Fast fell the sleet; <br>A little Child Angel <br> Passed down the street, <br>With trailing pinions <br> And weary feet. <br> <br>The moon was hidden; <br> No stars were bright; <br>So she could not shelter <br> In heaven that night,<br>For the Angels’ ladders <br> Are rays of light. <br> <br>She beat her wings <br> At each windowpane, <br>And pleaded for shelter,<br> But all in vain;— <br>“Listen,” they said, <br> “To the pelting rain!” <br> <br>She sobb’d, as the laughter <br> And mirth grew higher,<br>“Give me rest and shelter <br> Beside your fire, <br>And I will give you <br> Your heart’s desire.” <br> <br>The dreamer sat watching <br> His embers gleam, <br>While his heart was floating <br> Down hope’s bright stream; <br>…So he wove her wailing <br> Into his dream.<br> <br>The worker toil’d on, <br> For his time was brief; <br>The mourner was nursing <br> Her own pale grief; <br>They heard not the promise <br> That brought relief. <br> <br>But fiercer the tempest <br> Rose than before, <br>When the Angel paus’d <br> At a humble door,<br>And ask’d for shelter <br> And help once more. <br> <br>A weary woman, <br> Pale, worn, and thin, <br>With the brand upon her<br> Of want and sin, <br>Heard the Child Angel <br> And took her in: <br> <br>Took her in gently, <br> And did her best<br>To dry her pinions; <br> And made her rest <br>With tender pity <br> Upon her breast. <br> <br>When the eastern morning <br> Grew bright and red, <br>Up the first sunbeam <br> The Angel fled; <br>Having kiss’d the woman <br> And left her—dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Adelaide+Anne+Procter">Adelaide Anne Procter</a><div class=q>
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 Fast fell the sleet; 
A little Child Angel 
 Passed down the street, 
With trailing pinions 
 And weary feet. 
 
The moon was hidden; 
 No stars were bright; 
So she could not shelter 
 In heaven that night,
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