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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391947" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Delight In God Only</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I love (and have some cause to love) the earth;<br>She is my Maker's creature, therefore good:<br>She is my mother, for she gave me birth;<br>She is my tender nurse; she gives me food;<br>But what's a creature, Lord, compared with Thee?<br>Or what's my mother, or my nurse to me?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I love the air; her dainty fruits refresh<br>My drooping soul, and to new sweets invite me;<br>Her shrill-mouth'd choirs sustain me with their flesh.<br>And with their polyphonian notes delight me:<br>But what's the air, or all the sweets that she<br>Can bless my soul withal, compared to Thee?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I love the sea; she is my fellow-creature,<br>My careful purveyor; she provides me store;<br>She walls me round; she makes my diet greater;<br>She wafts my treasure from a foreign shore:<br>But, Lord of oceans, when compared with Thee,<br>What is the ocean, or her wealth to me?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To heaven's high city I direct my journey,<br>Whose spangled suburbs entertain mine eye;<br>Mine eye, by contemplation's great attorney,<br>Transcends the crystal pavement of the sky.<br>But what is heaven, great God, compared to Thee?<br>Without Thy presence, heaven's no heaven to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Without Thy presence, earth gives no reflection:<br>Without Thy presence, sea affords no treasure;<br>Without Thy presence, air's a rank infection;<br>Without Thy presence, heaven itself no pleasure:<br>If not possess'd, if not enjoyed in Thee,<br>What's earth, or sea, or air, or heaven to me?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The highest honours that the world can boast,<br>Are subjects far too low for my desire;<br>Its brightest gleams of glory are, at most,<br>But dying sparkles of Thy living fire:<br>The brightest flames that earth can kindle, be<br>But nightly glowworms, if compared to Thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Without Thy presence, wealth is bags of cares;<br>Wisdom, but folly; joy, disquiet, sadness;<br>Friendship is treason, and delights are snares;<br>Pleasures, but pain; and mirth, but pleasing madness:<br>Without Thee, Lord, things be not what they be,<br>Nor have their being when compared with Thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In having all things, and not Thee, what have I?<br>Not having Thee, what have my labours got?<br>Let me enjoy but Thee, what have my labours got?<br>And having Thee alone, what have I not?<br>I wish nor sea nor land; nor would I be<br>Possess'd of heaven, heaven unpossess'd of Thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+Quarles">Francis Quarles</a><div class=q>
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She is my Maker's creature, therefore good:
She is my mother, for she gave me birth;
She is my tender nurse; she gives me food;
But what's a creature, Lord, compared with Thee?
Or what's my mother, o..."></div>
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