<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373983" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>And The Rains Descended And The Floods Came</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">NOW the far waves roll nearer and more near,<br>The wind's awake, the pitiless wind's awake,<br>It shrieks the menace that I dare not hear,<br>Soon at my feet the angry waves will break<br>In desolating wrath--and here I stand<br>Helpless my house is built upon the sand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O you, whose house upon a rock is set,<br>Laugh, safe and sure, at threatening wave and wind.<br>You chose the better part and yet--and yet,<br>There was no other ground that I could find,<br>And I was weary and I longed to raise<br>A house to guard my shivering nights and days.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And it was pleasant in the house I made,<br>While still the floods and winds were held asleep.<br>I blessed it at the dawn, at night I prayed<br>As though its dear foundations had been deep<br>Sunk in the rock. I whispered in surmise,<br>'What if winds never wake, floods never rise?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now the waves are near and very near,<br>And here I wait and wonder which may be<br>The wave in which my house will disappear,<br>My little house that loved and sheltered me,<br>Where joy still sings, her garland in her hand,<br>Built on the sand, oh God, built on the sand!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edith+Nesbit">Edith Nesbit</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=373983" data-title="And The Rains Descended And The Floods Came de Edith Nesbit" data-description="NOW the far waves roll nearer and more near, The wind's awake, the pitiless wind's awake, It shrieks the menace that I dare not hear, Soon at my feet the angry waves will break In desolating wrath--and here I stand Helpless my house is built upon ..."></div> </div> </div>

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