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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419019" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Macarius The Monk</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">IN the old days, while yet the Church was young, <br>And men believed that praise of God was sung <br>In curbing self as well as singing psalms, <br>There lived a monk, Macarius by name, <br>A holy man, to whom the faithful came <br>With hungry hearts to hear the wondrous Word. <br>In sight of gushing springs and sheltering palms, <br>He dwelt within the desert: from the marsh <br>He drank the brackish water, and his food <br>Was dates and roots,—and all his rule was harsh, <br>For pampered flesh in' those days warred with good. <br>From those who came in scores a few there were <br>Who feared the devil more than fast and prayer, <br>And these remained and took the hermit's vow. <br>A dozen saints there grew to be; and now <br>Macarius, happy, lived in larger care. <br>He taught his brethren all the lore he knew, <br>And as they learned, his pious rigors grew. <br>His whole intent was on the spirit's goal: <br>He taught them silence—words disturb the soul; <br>He warned of joys, and bade them pray for sorrow, <br>And be prepared to-day for death to-morrow; <br>To know that human life alone was given <br>To prove the souls of those who merit heaven; <br>He bade the twelve in all things be as brothers, <br>And die to self, to live and work for others. <br>'For so,'' he said, 'we save our love and labors, <br>And each one gives his own and takes his neighbor's.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus long he taught, and while they silent heard, <br>He prayed for fruitful soil to hold the Word. <br>One day, beside the marsh they' labored long,— <br>For worldly work makes sweeter sacred song,— <br>And when the cruel sun made hot the sand, <br>And Afric's gnats the sweltering face and hand <br>Tormenting stung, a passing traveler stood <br>And watched the workers by the reeking flood. <br>Macarius, nigh with heat and toil was faint; <br>The traveler saw, and to the suffering saint <br>A bunch of luscious grapes in pity threw. <br>Most sweet and fresh and fair they were to view, <br>A generous cluster, bursting-rich with wine, <br>Macarius longed to taste. ' The fruit is mine,' <br>He said, and sighed; 'but I, who daily teach, <br>Feel now the bond to practice as I preach.' <br>He gave the cluster to the nearest one, <br>And with his heavy toil went patient on. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">As one athirst will greet a flowing brim, <br>The tempting fruit made moist the mouth of him <br>Who took the gift; but in the yearning eye <br>Rose brighter light: to one whose lip was dry <br>He gave the grapes, and bent him to his spade. <br>And he who took, unknown to any other, <br>The sweet refreshment handed to a brother. <br>And so, from each to each, till round was made <br>The circuit wholly—when the grapes at last, <br>Untouched and tempting, to Macarius passed. <br>'Now God be thanked! ' he cried, and ceased his toil; <br>'The seed was good, but better was the soil. <br>My brothers, join with me to bless the day.' <br>But, ere they knelt, he threw the grapes away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Boyle+O%27Reilly">John Boyle O'Reilly</a><div class=q>
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