<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342755" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Christian</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I dreamed I stood upon a hill, and, lo!<br>The godly multitudes walked to and fro<br>Beneath, in Sabbath garments fitly clad,<br>With pious mien, appropriately sad,<br>While all the church bells made a solemn din --<br>A fire-alarm to those who lived in sin.<br>Then saw I gazing thoughtfully below,<br>With tranquil face, upon that holy show<br>A tall, spare figure in a robe of white,<br>Whose eyes diffused a melancholy light.<br>'God keep you, stranger,' I exclaimed. 'You are<br>No doubt (your habit shows it) from afar;<br>And yet I entertain the hope that you,<br>Like these good people, are a Christian too.'<br>He raised his eyes and with a look so stern<br>It made me with a thousand blushes burn<br>Replied -- his manner with disdain was spiced:<br>'What! I a Christian? No, indeed! I'm Christ.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ambrose+Bierce">Ambrose Bierce</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342755" data-title="Christian de Ambrose Bierce" data-description="I dreamed I stood upon a hill, and, lo! The godly multitudes walked to and fro Beneath, in Sabbath garments fitly clad, With pious mien, appropriately sad, While all the church bells made a solemn din -- A fire-alarm to those who lived in sin. The..."></div> </div> </div>

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