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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409765" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Sermon Of St. Francis. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Fourth)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Up soared the lark into the air,<br>A shaft of song, a wingéd prayer,<br>As if a soul released from pain<br>Were flying back to heaven again. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">St. Francis heard: it was to him<br>An emblem of the Seraphim;<br>The upward motion of the fire,<br>The light, the heat, the heart's desire. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Around Assisi's convent gate<br>The birds, God's poor who cannot wait,<br>From moor and mere and darksome wood<br>Come flocking for their dole of food. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O brother birds,' St. Francis said,<br>'Ye come to me and ask for bread,<br>But not with bread alone to-day<br>Shall ye be fed and sent away. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Ye shall be fed, ye happy birds,<br>With manna of celestial words;<br>Not mine, though mine they seem to be,<br>Not mine, though they be spoken through me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Oh, doubly are ye bound to praise<br>The great Creator in your lays;<br>He giveth you your plumes of down,<br>Your crimson hoods, your cloaks of brown. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'He giveth you your wings to fly<br>And breathe a purer air on high,<br>And careth for you everywhere,<br>Who for yourselves so little care!' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With flutter of swift wings and songs<br>Together rose the feathered throngs,<br>And singing scattered far apart;<br>Deep peace was in St. Francis' heart. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He knew not if the brotherhood<br>His homily had understood;<br>He only knew that to one ear<br>The meaning of his words was clear.</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>
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A shaft of song, a wingéd prayer,
As if a soul released from pain
Were flying back to heaven again. 

St. Francis heard: it was to him
An emblem of the Seraphim;
The upward motion of the fire,
The light, the heat,..."></div>
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