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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391795" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fishers of Men</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I had a dream, a varied dream:<br>Before my ravished sight<br>The city of my Lord arose,<br>With all its love and light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The music of a myriad harps<br>Flowed out with sweet accord;<br>And saints were casting down their crowns<br>In homage to our Lord.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My heart leaped up with untold joy;<br>Life's toil and pain were o'er;<br>My weary feet at last had found<br>The bright and restful shore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Just as I reached the gates of light,<br>Ready to enter in,<br>From earth arose a fearful cry<br>Of sorrow and of sin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I turned, and saw behind me surge<br>A wild and stormy sea;<br>And drowning men were reaching out<br>Imploring hands to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And ev'ry lip was blanched with dread<br>And moaning for relief;<br>The music of the golden harps<br>Grew fainter for their grief.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me return, I quickly said,<br>Close to the pearly gate;<br>My work is with these wretched ones,<br>So wrecked and desolate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An angel smiled and gently said:<br>This is the gate of life,<br>Wilt thou return to earth's sad scenes,<br>Its weariness and strife,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To comfort hearts that sigh and break,<br>To dry the falling tear,<br>Wilt thou forego the music sweet<br>Entrancing now thy ear?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I must return, I firmly said,<br>The strugglers in that sea<br>Shall not reach out beseeching hands<br>In vain for help to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I turned to go; but as I turned<br>The gloomy sea grew bright,<br>And from my heart there seemed to flow<br>Ten thousand cords of light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And sin-wrecked men, with eager hands,<br>Did grasp each golden cord;<br>And with my heart I drew them on<br>To see my gracious Lord.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Again I stood beside the gate.<br>My heart was glad and free;<br>For with me stood a rescued throng<br>The Lord had given me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frances+Ellen+Watkins+Harper">Frances Ellen Watkins Harper</a><div class=q>
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Before my ravished sight
The city of my Lord arose,
With all its love and light.

The music of a myriad harps
Flowed out with sweet accord;
And saints were casting down their crowns
In homage to our Lord.

My heart l..."></div>
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