<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=476430" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Primrose</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Upon a bank I sat, a child made seer<br>Of one small primrose flowering in my mind.<br>Better than wealth it is, I said, to find<br>One small page of Truth's manuscript made clear.<br>I looked at Christ transfigured without fear--<br>The light was very beautiful and kind,<br>And where the Holy Ghost in flame had signed<br>I read it through the lenses of a tear.<br>And then my sight grew dim, I could not see<br>The primrose that had lighted me to Heaven,<br>And there was but the shadow of a tree<br>Ghostly among the stars. The years that pass<br>Like tired soldiers nevermore have given<br>Moments to see wonders in the grass.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Submitted by Andrew Mayers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Patrick+Kavanagh">Patrick Kavanagh</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=476430" data-title="Primrose de Patrick Kavanagh" data-description="Upon a bank I sat, a child made seer Of one small primrose flowering in my mind. Better than wealth it is, I said, to find One small page of Truth's manuscript made clear. I looked at Christ transfigured without fear-- The light was very beautiful..."></div> </div> </div>

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