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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341105" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Messiah : A Sacred Eclogue</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ye nymphs of Solyma! begin the song,<br>To heavenly themes sublimer strains belong.<br>The mossy fountains, and the sylvan shades,<br>The dreams of Pindus, and the Aonian maids,<br>Delight no more - O thou, my voice inspire, <br>Who touched Isaiah's hallowed lips with fire!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rapt into future times the bard begun, <br>A virgin shall conceive, a Virgin bear a son!<br>From Jesse's root behold a branch arise,<br>Whose sacred flower with fragrance fills the skies; <br>The ethereal Spirit o'er its leaves shall move,<br>And on its top descend the mystic Dove.<br>Ye heavens! from high the dewy nectar pour,<br>And in soft silence shed the kindly shower!<br>The sick and weak, the healing Plant shall aid,<br>From storms a shelter, and from heat a shade.<br>All crimes shall cease, and ancient fraud shall fail;<br>Returning justice lift aloft her scale.<br>Peace o'er the world her olive wand extend,<br>And white robed innocence from heaven descend.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Swift fly the years, and rise the expected morn!<br>O spring to light, auspicious Babe, be born!<br>See! nature hastes her earliest wreaths to bring,<br>WIth all the incense of the breathing spring!<br>See! lofty Lebanon his head advance,<br>See! nodding forests on the mountains dance:<br>See! spicy clouds from lowly Sharon rise;<br>And Carmel's flowery top perfumes the skies.<br>Hark! a glad voice the lonely desart cheers;<br>Prepare the way! a God, a God appears:<br>A God, a God! the vocal hills reply,<br>The rocks proclaim the approaching Deity. <br>Lo! earth receives him from the bending skies!<br>Sink down ye mountains, and ye vallies rise!<br>With heads declined ye cedars homage pay!<br>Be smooth ye rocks, ye rapid floods give way!<br>The Saviour comes! by ancient bards foretold:<br>Hear him ye deaf, and all ye blind, behold!<br>He from thick films shall purge the visual ray,<br>And on the sightless eye-ball pour the day.<br>'Tis he the obstructed paths of sound shall clear,<br>The dumb shall sing, the lame his crutch forego,<br>And leap exulting like the bounding roe: <br>No sigh, no murmer the wide world shall hear;<br>From every face he wipes off every tear.<br>In adamantine chains shall death be bound, <br>And hell's grim tyrant feel the eternal wound.<br>As the good shepherd tends his fleecy care,<br>Seeks freshest pastures and the purest air:<br>Explores the lost, the wandering sheep directs,<br>By day o'ersees them, and by night protects;<br>The tender lambs he raises in his arms,<br>Feeds from his hand, and in his bosom warms!<br>Thus shall mankind his guardian care engage,<br>The promis'd father of the future age.<br>No more shall nation against nation rise,<br>Nor ardent warriors meet with hateful eyes;<br>Nor fields with gleaming steel be cover'd o'er,<br>The brazen trumpets kindle rage no more;<br>But useless lances into scythes shall bend,<br>And the broad faulchion in a plough-share end.<br>Then palaces shall rise: the joyful son<br>Shall finish what his short-liv'd fire begun;<br>Their vines a shadow to their race shall yield,<br>And the same hand that sow'd, shall reap the field.<br>The swain in barren desarts with surprise<br>Sees lillies spring, and sudden verdure rise,<br>And starts amidst the thirsty wilds to hear<br>New falls of water murmuring in his ear;<br>On rifted rocks, the dragon's late abodes,<br>The green reed trembles, and the bulrush nods.<br>Waste sandy vallies once perplex'd with thorn,<br>The spiry fir and shapely box adorn;<br>The leafless shrubs the flow'ring palms succeed,<br>And odorous myrtle to the noisome weed.<br>The lambs with wolves shall grace the verdant mead,<br>And boys in flow'ry bands the tyger lead;<br>The steer and lion at one crib shall meet, <br>And harmless serpents lick the pilgrim's feet.<br>The smiling infant in his hand shall take<br>The crested basilisk and speckled snake;<br>Pleas'd, the green lustres of the scales survey,<br>And with their forky tongues shall innocently play.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rise, crown'd with light, imperial Salem rise!<br>Exalt thy tow'ry head, and lift thy eyes!<br>See! a long race thy spacious courts adorn;<br>See! future sons and daughters yet unborn,<br>In crowding ranks on ev'ry side arise,<br>Demanding life, impatient for the skies!<br>See! barb'rous nations at thy gates attend,<br>Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend;<br>See! thy bright altars throng'd with prostrate kings,<br>And heap'd with products of Sabaean springs!<br>For thee Idume's spicy forests blow,<br>And seeds of gold in Ophir's mountains glow. <br>See! heav'n its sparkling portals wide display,<br>And break upon thee in a flood of day!<br>No more the rising sun shall gild the morn,<br>Nor ev'ning Cynthia fill her silver horn;<br>But lost, dissolv'd in thy superior rays,<br>One tide of glory, one unclouded blaze,<br>O'erflow thy courts: the Light Himself shall shine<br>Reveal'd, and God's eternal day be thine!<br>The seas shall waste, the skies in smoke decay,<br>Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away;<br>But fix'd his word, his saving pow'r remains,<br>Thy realm for ever lasts, thy own Messiah reigns.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alexander+Pope">Alexander Pope</a><div class=q>
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To heavenly themes sublimer strains belong.
The mossy fountains, and the sylvan shades,
The dreams of Pindus, and the Aonian maids,
Delight no more - O thou, my voice inspire, 
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