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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342808" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>From Top To Bottom</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O Buddha, had you but foreknown<br>The vices of your priesthood<br>It would have made you twist and moan<br>As any wounded beast would.<br>You would have damned the entire lot<br>And turned a Christian, would you not?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There were no Christians, I'll allow,<br>In your day; that would only<br>Have brought distinction. Even now<br>A Christian might feel lonely.<br>All take the name, but facts are things<br>As stubborn as the will of kings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The priests were ignorant and low<br>When ridiculed by Lucian;<br>The records, could we read, might show<br>The same of times Confucian.<br>And yet the fact I can't disguise<br>That Deacon Rankin's good and wise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis true he is not quite a priest,<br>Nor more than half a preacher;<br>But he exhorts as loud at least<br>As any living creature.<br>And when the plate is passed about<br>He never takes a penny out.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From Buddha down to Rankin! There,<br>I never did intend to.<br>This pen's a buzzard's quill, I swear,<br>Such subjects to descend to.<br>When from the humming-bird I've wrung<br>A plume I'll write of Mike de Young.</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=342808" data-title="From Top To Bottom de Ambrose Bierce" data-description="O Buddha, had you but foreknown The vices of your priesthood It would have made you twist and moan As any wounded beast would. You would have damned the entire lot And turned a Christian, would you not? There were no Christians, I'll allow, In yo..."></div> </div> </div>
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