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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418792" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Legend Of The Horseshoe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WHAT time our Lord still walk'd the earth,<br>Unknown, despised, of humble birth,<br>And on Him many a youth attended<br>(His words they seldom comprehended),<br>It ever seem'd to Him most meet<br>To hold His court in open street,<br>As under heaven's broad canopy<br>One speaks with greater liberty.<br>The teachings of His blessed word<br>From out His holy mouth were heard;<br>Each market to a fane turn'd He<br>With parable and simile.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One day, as tow'rd a town He roved,<br>In peace of mind with those He loved,<br>Upon the path a something gleam'd;<br>A broken horseshoe 'twas, it seem'd.<br>So to St. Peter thus He spake:<br>&quot;That piece of iron prythee take!&quot;<br>St. Peter's thoughts had gone astray,--<br>He had been musing on his way<br>Respecting the world's government,<br>A dream that always gives content,<br>For in the head 'tis check'd by nought;<br>This ever was his dearest thought,<br>For him this prize was far too mean<br>Had it a crown and sceptre been!<br>But, surely, 'twasn't worth the trouble<br>For half a horseshoe to bend double!<br>And so he turn'd away his head,<br>As if he heard not what was said,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Lord, forbearing tow'rd all men,<br>Himself pick'd up the horseshoe then<br>(He ne'er again like this stoop'd down).<br>And when at length they reach'd the town,<br>Before a smithy He remain'd,<br>And there a penny for 't obtain'd.<br>As they the market-place went by,<br>Some beauteous cherries caught His eye:<br>Accordingly He bought as many<br>As could be purchased for a penny,<br>And then, as oft His wont had been,<br>Placed them within His sleeve unseen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They went out by another gate,<br>O'er plains and fields proceeding straight,<br>No house or tree was near the spot,<br>The sun was bright, the day was hot;<br>In short, the weather being such,<br>A draught of water was worth much.<br>The Lord walk'd on before them all,<br>And let, unseen, a cherry fall.<br>St. Peter rush'd to seize it hold,<br>As though an apple 'twere of gold;<br>His palate much approv'd the berry;<br>The Lord ere long another cherry<br>Once more let fall upon the plain;<br>St. Peter forthwith stoop'd again.<br>The Lord kept making him thus bend<br>To pick up cherries without end.<br>For a long time the thing went on;<br>The Lord then said, in cheerful tone:<br>&quot;Had'st thou but moved when thou wert bid,<br>Thou of this trouble had'st been rid;<br>The man who small things scorns, will next,<br>By things still smaller be perplex'd.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Johann+Wolfgang+von+Goethe">Johann Wolfgang von Goethe</a><div class=q>
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Unknown, despised, of humble birth,
And on Him many a youth attended
(His words they seldom comprehended),
It ever seem'd to Him most meet
To hold His court in open street,
As under heaven's broad canopy
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