<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=454883" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Chosen</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">CALLED to a way too high for me, I lean<br>Out from my narrow window o'er the street,<br>and know the fields I cannot see are green,<br>And guess the songs I cannot hear are sweet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Break up the vision round me, Lord, and thrust<br>Me from Thy side, unhoused without the bars,<br>For all my heart is hungry for the dust<br>And all my soul is weary of the stars.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I would seek out a little roof instead,<br>A little lamp to make my darkness brave.<br>'For though she heal a multitude,' Love said,<br>'Herself she cannot save.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Marjorie+Lowry+Christie+Pickthall">Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall</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=454883" data-title="The Chosen de Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall" data-description="CALLED to a way too high for me, I lean Out from my narrow window o'er the street, and know the fields I cannot see are green, And guess the songs I cannot hear are sweet. Break up the vision round me, Lord, and thrust Me from Thy side, unhoused ..."></div> </div> </div>

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