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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510004" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Recollect Church</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Quickly are crumbling the old gray walls,<br>Soon the last stone will be gone,<br>The olden church of the Recollects,<br>We shall look no more upon;<br>And though, perchance, some stately pile<br>May rise its place to fill,<br>With carven piers and lofty towers,<br>Old Church, we shall miss thee still! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though not like Europe’s ancient fanes,<br>Moss-grown and ivied o’er<br>Bearing long centuries’ darkened stains<br>On belfry and turrets hoar—<br>A hundred years and more hast thou<br>Thy shadow o’er us cast;<br>And we claim thee in our country’s youth<br>As a land-mark of the past. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou’st seen the glittering Fleur-de-lys<br>Fling out its folds on high<br>From old Dalhousie’s fortress hill,<br>Against the morning sky;<br>And, later, the gleam of an English flag<br>From its cannon-crowned brow,—<br>That flag which, despite the changing years,<br>Floateth proudly o’er us now. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou’st seen the dark-browed Indians, too,<br>Thronging each narrow street,<br>In their garb so strangely picturesque,<br>Their gaily moccassined feet;<br>And beside them gentle helpmates stood,<br>Dark-hued, with soft black eyes,<br>In blanket robes, with necklets bright—<br>Large beads of brilliant dyes. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou’st seen our city far outgrow<br>The bounds of its ancient walls,<br>In beauty growing and in wealth,<br>And free from early thralls,<br>Till round Mount Royal’s queenly heights,<br>That stretch toward the sky,<br>In pomp and splendor, beauteous homes<br>Of luxury closely lie. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Within this time-worn portal prayed<br>The sons of differing creeds,<br>And unto God, in various ways,<br>Made known their various needs.<br>Better dwell thus in brotherly love,<br>All seeking one common weal,<br>Than stir the stormy waters of strife<br>Through hasty and misjudged zeal. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And for many years the exiles lone,<br>Who landed upon our shore<br>From Erin’s green and sunny isle,<br>Did here their God adore;<br>And laid their aching sad hearts bare<br>To His kind, pitying gaze,<br>And prayed to Him in this new strange land<br>For better and brighter days. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And humble Recollect Friars here<br>Their matins recited o’er,<br>And glided with noiseless, sandalled feet<br>O’er the chapel’s sacred floor;<br>Again, at the close of day they met,<br>Amid clouds of incense dim<br>And the softened, rays of tapers’ blaze,<br>To sing their evening hymn. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They and their order have passed away<br>From among their fellow-men.<br>Little recked they for earth’s joys or gains,<br>On heaven bent their ken.<br>The lowly church that has borne their name<br>So faithfully to the last,<br>Linked with our city’s young days, like them,<br>Will henceforth be of the past.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rosanna+Eleanor+Leprohon">Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon</a><div class=q>
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Soon the last stone will be gone,
The olden church of the Recollects,
We shall look no more upon;
And though, perchance, some stately pile
May rise its place to fill,
With carven piers and lofty towers,
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