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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=397022" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Rosabella - Purity Of Heart</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though with an angel's tongue <br>I set on fire the congregations all, <br>'Tis but a brazen bell that I have rung, <br>And I to nothing fall; <br>My theme is but an idle air <br>If Rosabella is not there, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though I in thunders rave, <br>And hurl the blaze of oratoric flowers, <br>Others I move, but fail myself to save <br>With my declaiming powers; <br>I sink, alas! I know not where, <br>If Rosabella is not there. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though I point out the way, <br>And closely circumscribe the path to heaven, <br>And pour my melting prayer without delay, <br>And vow my sins forgiven, <br>I sink into the gloom despair <br>If Rosabella is not there, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though I may mountains move, <br>And make the vallies vocal with my song, <br>I'm vain without a stream of mystic love, <br>For all my heart is wrong; <br>I've laid myself a cruel snare, <br>If Rosabella is not there. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">From bibliothic stores, <br>I fly, proclaiming heaven from land to land, <br>Or cross the seas and reach their distant shores, <br>Mid Gothic groups to stand; <br>O, let me of myself beware, <br>If Rosabella is not there. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our classic books must fail, <br>And with their flowery tongues to ashes burn, <br>And not one groat a mortal wit avail <br>Upon his last return; <br>Be this the creature's faithful prayer, <br>That Rosabella may be there. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This spotless maid was born <br>The babe of heaven, and cannot be defiled; <br>The soul is dead and in a state forlorn <br>On which she has not smiled; <br>Vain are the virile and the fair, <br>If Rosabella be not there. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When other pleasures tire, <br>And mortal glories fade to glow no more, <br>She with the wings of truth augments her fire, <br>And still prevails to soar; <br>All else must die, the good and wise, <br>But Rosabella never dies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Moses+Horton">George Moses Horton</a><div class=q>
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I set on fire the congregations all, 
'Tis but a brazen bell that I have rung, 
And I to nothing fall; 
My theme is but an idle air 
If Rosabella is not there, 

Though I in thunders rave, 
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