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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368590" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Planting</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">PLANT it safe and sure, my child, <br>Then cease watching and cease weeping; <br>You have done your utmost part: <br>Leave it with a quiet heart: <br>It will grow while you are sleeping. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'But, O father,' says the child, <br>With a troubled face up-creeping, <br>'How can I but think and grieve <br>When the fierce wind comes at eve <br>Tearing it--and I lie sleeping! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I have loved my young tree so! <br>In each bud seen leaf and floweret, <br>Watered it each day with prayers, <br>Guarded it with many cares, <br>Lest some canker should devour it. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O good father,' sobs the child, <br>'If I come in summer's shining <br>And my pretty tree be dead, <br>How the sun will scorch my head, <br>How I shall sit lorn, repining! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Rather let me, evermore, <br>An incessant watch thus keeping, <br>Bear the cold, the storm, the frost, <br>That my treasure be not lost-- <br>Ay, bear aught--but idle sleeping.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sternly said the father then, <br>'Who art thou, child, vainly grieving? <br>Canst thou send the balmy dews, <br>Or the rich sap interfuse <br>Through the dead trunk, inly living? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Canst thou bid the heavens restrain <br>Natural tempests for thy praying? <br>Canst thou bend one tender shoot, <br>Urge the growth of one frail root, <br>Keep one leaflet from decaying? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'If it live to bloom all fair, <br>Will it praise thee for its blossom? <br>If it die, will any plaints <br>Reach thee, as with kings and saints <br>Drops it to the cold earth's bosom? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Plant it--all thou canst!--with prayers; <br>It is safe 'neath His sky's folding <br>Who the whole earth compasses, <br>Whether we watch more or less, <br>His wide eye all things beholding. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Should He need a goodly tree <br>For the shelter of the nations, <br>He will make it grow: if not, <br>Never yet His love forgot <br>Human love, and faith, and patience. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Leave thy treasure in His hand-- <br>Cease all watching and all weeping: <br>Years hence, men its shade may crave, <br>And its mighty branches wave <br>Beautiful above they sleeping.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If his hope, tear-sown, that child <br>Garnered after joyful reaping, <br>Know I not: yet unawares <br>Gleams this truth through many cares, <br>'It will grow while thou art sleeping.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dinah+Maria+Mulock+Craik">Dinah Maria Mulock Craik</a><div class=q>
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Then cease watching and cease weeping; 
You have done your utmost part: 
Leave it with a quiet heart: 
It will grow while you are sleeping. 

'But, O father,' says the child, 
With a troubled face up-creeping, 
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