<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409296" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Book</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Eternal God! Maker of all<br>That have lived here since the man's fall:<br>The Rock of Ages! in whose shade<br>They live unseen, when here they fade;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou knew'st this paper when it was <br>Mere seed, and after that but grass;<br>Before 'twas dressed or spun, and when<br>Made linen, who did wear it then:<br>What were their lives, their thoughts, and deeds,<br>Whether good corn or fruitless weeds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou knew'st this tree when a green shade<br>Covered it, since a cover made,<br>And where it flourished, grew, and spread,<br>As if it never should be dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou knew'st this harmless beast when he<br>Did live and feed by Thy decree<br>On each green thing; then slept - well fed - <br>Clothed with this skin which now lies spread<br>A covering o'er this aged book;<br>Which makes me wisely weep, and look<br>On my own dust; mere dust it is,<br>But not so dry and clean as this.<br>Thou knew'st and saw'st them all, and though<br>Now scattered thus, dost know them so. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">O knowing, glorious Spirit! when<br>Thou shalt restore trees, beasts, and men,<br>When Thou shalt make all new again,<br>Destroying only death and pain,<br>Give him amongst Thy works a place<br>Who in them loved and sought Thy face!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Vaughan">Henry Vaughan</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=409296" data-title="The Book de Henry Vaughan" data-description="Eternal God! Maker of all That have lived here since the man's fall: The Rock of Ages! in whose shade They live unseen, when here they fade; Thou knew'st this paper when it was Mere seed, and after that but grass; Before 'twas dressed or spun, a..."></div> </div> </div>

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