<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409667" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Angel And The Child. (From Jean Reboul, The Baker Of Nismes)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">An angel with a radiant face, <br>Above a cradle bent to look, <br>Seemed his own image there to trace, <br>As in the waters of a brook. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Dear child! who me resemblest so,' <br>It whispered, 'come, O come with me! <br>Happy together let us go, <br>The earth unworthy is of thee! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Here none to perfect bliss attain; <br>The soul in pleasure suffering lies; <br>Joy hath an undertone of pain, <br>And even the happiest hours their sighs. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Fear doth at every portal knock; <br>Never a day serene and pure <br>From the o'ershadowing tempest's shock <br>Hath made the morrow's dawn secure. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'What then, shall sorrows and shall fears <br>Come to disturb so pure a brow? <br>And with the bitterness of tears <br>These eyes of azure troubled grow? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Ah no! into the fields of space, <br>Away shalt thou escape with me; <br>And Providence will grant thee grace <br>Of all the days that were to be. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Let no one in thy dwelling cower, <br>In sombre vestments draped and veiled; <br>But let them welcome thy last hour, <br>As thy first moments once they hailed. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Without a cloud be there each brow; <br>There let the grave no shadow cast; <br>When one is pure as thou art now, <br>The fairest day is still the last.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And waving wide his wings of white, <br>The angel, at these words, had sped <br>Towards the eternal realms of light!-- <br>Poor mother! see, thy son is dead!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Wadsworth+Longfellow">Henry Wadsworth Longfellow</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=409667" data-title="The Angel And The Child. (From Jean Reboul, The Baker Of Nismes) de Henry Wadsworth Longfellow" data-description="An angel with a radiant face, Above a cradle bent to look, Seemed his own image there to trace, As in the waters of a brook. 'Dear child! who me resemblest so,' It whispered, 'come, O come with me! Happy together let us go, The earth unwor..."></div> </div> </div>

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