<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428524" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>George Macdonald</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I HEARD him preach in Oxford years ago,<br>A snowy-haired and tender-faced apostle.<br>I watched the beech against the window blow,<br>And listened to the throstle.<br>And still a waving branch to memory brings<br>Those deepset eyes and drooping lids as pressed<br>Upon too much by earthly visionings<br>And wistful for their rest.<br>Still in the flutings of a thrush will sound<br>Words that upon us then but lightly fell,<br>Because they were as simple and profound<br>As some brief parable<br>Told by the Master to the hungry folk,<br>While the disciples murmured, but the foam<br>Wrote it again on Patmos, and it spoke<br>Above the rage of Rome.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Katharine+Lee+Bates">Katharine Lee Bates</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=428524" data-title="George Macdonald de Katharine Lee Bates" data-description="I HEARD him preach in Oxford years ago, A snowy-haired and tender-faced apostle. I watched the beech against the window blow, And listened to the throstle. And still a waving branch to memory brings Those deepset eyes and drooping lids as pressed ..."></div> </div> </div>

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