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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408286" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Caroline Chisholm</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE PRIESTS and the Levites went forth, to feast at the courts of the Kings;<br>They were vain of their greatness and worth, and gladdened with glittering things;<br>They were fair in the favour of gold, and they walked on, with delicate feet,<br>Where, famished and faint with the cold, the women fell down in the street.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Priests and the Levites looked round, all vexed and perplexed at the cries<br>Of the maiden who crouched to the ground with the madness of want in her eyes;<br>And they muttered—“Few praises are earned when good hath been wrought in the dark;<br>While the backs of the people are turned, we choose not to loiter nor hark.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Moreover they said—“It is fair that our deeds in the daylight should shine:<br>If we feasted you, who would declare that we gave you our honey and wine.”<br>They gathered up garments of gold, and they stepped with their delicate feet,<br>And the women who famished with cold, were left with the snow in the street.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The winds and the rains were abroad—the homeless looked vainly for alms;<br>And they prayed in the dark to the Lord, with agony clenched in their palms,<br>“There is none of us left that is whole,” they cried, through their faltering breath,<br>“We are clothed with a sickness of soul, and the shape of the shadow of death.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He heard them, and turned to the earth!—“I am pained,” said the Lord, “at the woe<br>Of my children so smitten with dearth; but the night of their trouble shall go.”<br>He called on His Chosen to come: she listened, and hastened to rise;<br>And He charged her to build them a home, where the tears should be dried from their eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">God’s servant came forth from the South: she told of a plentiful land;<br>And wisdom was set in her mouth, and strength in the thews of her hand.<br>She lifted them out of their fear, and they thought her their Moses and said:<br>“We shall follow you, sister, from here to the country of sunshine and bread.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She fed them, and led them away, through tempest and tropical heat,<br>Till they reached the far regions of day, and sweet-scented spaces of wheat.<br>She hath made them a home with her hand, and they bloom like the summery vines;<br>For they eat of the fat of the land, and drink of its glittering wines.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Kendall">Henry Kendall</a><div class=q>
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