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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391803" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Thirst</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">FIRST VOICE.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I thirst, but earth cannot allay<br>The fever coursing through my veins,<br>The healing stream is far away--<br>It flows through Salem's lovely plains.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The murmurs of its crystal flow<br>Break ever o'er this world of strife;<br>My heart is weary, let me go,<br>To bathe it in the stream of life;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For many worn and weary hearts<br>Have bathed in this pure healing stream,<br>And felt their griefs and cares depart,<br>E'en like some sad forgotten dream.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>SECOND VOICE.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"The Word is nigh thee, even in thy heart."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Say not, within thy weary heart,<br>Who shall ascend above,<br>To bring unto thy fever'd lips<br>The fount of joy and love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nor do thou seek to vainly delve<br>Where death's pale angels tread,<br>To hear the murmur of its flow<br>Around the silent dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Within, in thee is one living fount,<br>Fed from the springs above;<br>There quench thy thirst till thou shalt bathe<br>In God's own sea of love.</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> <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=391803" data-title="I Thirst de Frances Ellen Watkins Harper" data-description="FIRST VOICE. I thirst, but earth cannot allay The fever coursing through my veins, The healing stream is far away-- It flows through Salem's lovely plains. The murmurs of its crystal flow Break ever o'er this world of strife; My heart is weary..."></div> </div> </div>
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