<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508128" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Written On Sunday Morning</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Go thou and seek the House of Prayer!<br> I to the Woodlands wend, and there<br>In lovely Nature see the GOD OF LOVE.<br> The swelling organ's peal<br> Wakes not my soul to zeal,<br>Like the wild music of the wind-swept grove.<br>The gorgeous altar and the mystic vest<br>Rouse not such ardor in my breast,<br> As where the noon-tide beam<br> Flash'd from the broken stream,<br>Quick vibrates on the dazzled sight;<br> Or where the cloud-suspended rain<br> Sweeps in shadows o'er the plain;<br>Or when reclining on the clift's huge height<br>I mark the billows burst in silver light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Go thou and seek the House of Prayer!<br> I to the Woodlands shall repair,<br> Feed with all Natures charms mine eyes,<br> And hear all Natures melodies.<br> The primrose bank shall there dispense<br> Faint fragrance to the awaken'd sense,<br> The morning beams that life and joy impart<br> Shall with their influence warm my heart.<br> And the full tear that down my cheek will steal,<br> Shall speak the prayer of praise I feel!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Go thou and seek the House of Prayer!<br>I to the woodlands bend my way<br> And meet RELIGION there.<br>She needs not haunt the high-arch'd dome to pray<br>Where storied windows dim the doubtful day:<br>With LIBERTY she loves to rove.<br> Wide o'er the heathy hill or cowslip'd dale;<br>Or seek the shelter of the embowering grove,<br>Sweet are these scenes to her, and when the night<br>Pours in the north her silver streams of light,<br>She woos Reflexion in the silent gloom,<br>And ponders on the world to come.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Southey">Robert Southey</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=508128" data-title="Written On Sunday Morning de Robert Southey" data-description="Go thou and seek the House of Prayer! I to the Woodlands wend, and there In lovely Nature see the GOD OF LOVE. The swelling organ's peal Wakes not my soul to zeal, Like the wild music of the wind-swept grove. The gorgeous altar and the mystic v..."></div> </div> </div>

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