<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=427736" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Rosary</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not on the lute, nor harp of many strings<br> Shall all men praise the Master of all song.<br> Our life is brief, one saith, and art is long;<br>And skilled must be the laureates of kings.<br>Silent, O lips that utter foolish things!<br> Rest, awkward fingers striking all notes wrong!<br> How from your toil shall issue, white and strong,<br>Music like that God's chosen poet sings? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is one harp that any hand can play,<br> And from its strings what harmonies arise!<br>There is one song that any mouth can say, --<br> A song that lingers when all singing dies.<br>When on their beads our Mother's children pray<br> Immortal music charms the grateful skies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Joyce+Kilmer">Joyce Kilmer</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=427736" data-title="The Rosary de Joyce Kilmer" data-description="Not on the lute, nor harp of many strings Shall all men praise the Master of all song. Our life is brief, one saith, and art is long; And skilled must be the laureates of kings. Silent, O lips that utter foolish things! Rest, awkward fingers st..."></div> </div> </div>

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