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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=383767" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Winter the Season For the Exercise of Charity</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We know 'tis good that old Winter should come, <br>Roving awhile from his Lapland home;<br>'Tis fitting that we should hear the sound<br>Of his reindeer sledge on the slippery ground.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For his wide and glittering cloak of snow<br>Protects the seeds of life below;<br>Beneath his mantle are nurtured and born,<br>The roots of the flowers - the germs of the corn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The whistling tone of his pure strong breath<br>Rides purging the vapours of pestilent death:<br>I love him, I say, and avow it again,<br>For God's wisdom and might shew well in his train.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the naked - the poor! I know they quail, <br>With crouching limbs from the biting gale:<br>They pine and starve by the fireless hearth,<br>And weep as they gaze on the frost-bound earth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stand nobly forth, ye rich of the land!<br>With kindly heart and bounteous hand;<br>Remember 'tis now their season of need,<br>And a prayer for help is a call you must heed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A few of thy blessings, a tithe of thy gold,<br>Will save the young and cherish the old;<br>'Tis a glorious task to work such good;<br>Do it, ye great ones! Ye can and ye should!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He is not worthy to hold from Heaven<br>The trust reposed, the talents given,<br>Who will not add to the portion that's scant,<br>In the pinching hours of cold and want.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! listen in mercy, ye sons of wealth,<br>Basking in comfort and glowing with health;<br>Give whate'er ye can spare, and be sure,<br>He serveth his Maker who aideth the poor.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eliza+Cook">Eliza Cook</a><div class=q>
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Roving awhile from his Lapland home;
'Tis fitting that we should hear the sound
Of his reindeer sledge on the slippery ground.

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