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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420868" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Trinitas</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At morn I prayed, 'I fain would see<br>How Three are One, and One is Three;<br>Read the dark riddle unto me.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wandered forth, the sun and air<br>I saw bestowed with equal care<br>On good and evil, foul and fair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No partial favor dropped the rain;<br>Alike the righteous and profane<br>Rejoiced above their heading grain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And my heart murmured, 'Is it meet<br>That blindfold Nature thus should treat<br>With equal hand the tares and wheat?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A presence melted through my mood,--<br>A warmth, a light, a sense of good,<br>Like sunshine through a winter wood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw that presence, mailed complete<br>In her white innocence, pause to greet<br>A fallen sister of the street.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Upon her bosom snowy pure<br>The lost one clung, as if secure<br>From inward guilt or outward lure.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Beware!' I said; 'in this I see<br>No gain to her, but loss to thee<br>Who touches pitch defiled must be.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I passed the haunts of shame and sin,<br>And a voice whispered, 'Who therein<br>Shall these lost souls to Heaven's peace win?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Who there shall hope and health dispense,<br>And lift the ladder up from thence<br>Whose rounds are prayers of penitence?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I said, 'No higher life they know;<br>These earth-worms love to have it so.<br>Who stoops to raise them sinks as low.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That night with painful care I read<br>What Hippo's saint and Calvin said;<br>The living seeking to the dead!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In vain I turned, in weary quest,<br>Old pages, where (God give them rest!)<br>The poor creed-mongers dreamed and guessed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And still I prayed, 'Lord, let me see<br>How Three are One, and One is Three;<br>Read the dark riddle unto me!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then something whispered, 'Dost thou pray<br>For what thou hast? This very day<br>The Holy Three have crossed thy way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Did not the gifts of sun and air<br>To good and ill alike declare<br>The all-compassionate Father's care?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'In the white soul that stooped to raise<br>The lost one from her evil ways,<br>Thou saw'st the Christ, whom angels praise!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'A bodiless Divinity,<br>The still small Voice that spake to thee<br>Was the Holy Spirit's mystery!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O blind of sight, of faith how small!<br>Father, and Son, and Holy Call<br>This day thou hast denied them all!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Revealed in love and sacrifice,<br>The Holiest passed before thine eyes,<br>One and the same, in threefold guise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'The equal Father in rain and sun,<br>His Christ in the good to evil done,<br>His Voice in thy soul;--and the Three are One!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I shut my grave Aquinas fast;<br>The monkish gloss of ages past,<br>The schoolman's creed aside I cast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And my heart answered, 'Lord, I see<br>How Three are One, and One is Three;<br>Thy riddle hath been read to me!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Greenleaf+Whittier">John Greenleaf Whittier</a><div class=q>
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How Three are One, and One is Three;
Read the dark riddle unto me.'

I wandered forth, the sun and air
I saw bestowed with equal care
On good and evil, foul and fair.

No partial favor dropped the rain;
Alike th..."></div>
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