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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519364" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Psalm 19: Coeli Enarrant</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The heavenly frame sets forth the fame <br>Of him that only thunders; <br>The firmament, so strangely bent, <br>Shows his handworking wonders. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Day unto day doth it display, <br>Their course doth it acknowledge, <br>And night to night succeeding right <br>In darkness teach clear knowledge. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is no speech, no language which <br>Is so of skill bereaved, <br>But of the skies the teaching cries <br>They have heard and conceived. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There be no eyen but read the line <br>From so fair book proceeding, <br>Their words be set in letters great <br>For everybody's reading. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is not he blind that doth not find <br>The tabernacle builded <br>There by His Grace for sun's fair face <br>In beams of beauty gilded? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who forth doth come, like a bridegroom, <br>From out his veiling places, <br>As glad is he, as giants be <br>To run their mighty races. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">His race is even from ends of heaven; <br>About that vault he goeth; <br>There be no realms hid from his beams; <br>His heat to all he throweth. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">O law of His, how perfect 'tis <br>The very soul amending; <br>God's witness sure for aye doth dure <br>To simplest wisdom lending. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">God's dooms be right, and cheer the sprite, <br>All His commandments being <br>So purely wise it gives the eyes <br>Both light and force of seeing. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of Him the fear doth cleanness bear <br>And so endures forever, <br>His judgments be self verity, <br>They are unrighteous never. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then what man would so soon seek gold <br>Or glittering golden money? <br>By them is past in sweetest taste, <br>Honey or comb of honey. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">By them is made Thy servants' trade <br>Most circumspectly guarded, <br>And who doth frame to keep the same <br>Shall fully be rewarded. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who is the man that ever can <br>His faults know and acknowledge? <br>O Lord, cleanse me from faults that be <br>Most secret from all knowledge. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thy servant keep, lest in him creep <br>Presumtuous sins' offenses; <br>Let them not have me for their slave <br>Nor reign upon my senses. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So shall my sprite be still upright <br>In thought and conversation, <br>So shall I bide well purified <br>From much abomination. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So let words sprung from my weak tongue <br>And my heart's meditation, <br>My saving might, Lord, in Thy sight, <br>Receive good acceptation!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Philip+Sidney">Philip Sidney</a><div class=q>
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Of him that only thunders; 
The firmament, so strangely bent, 
Shows his handworking wonders. 

Day unto day doth it display, 
Their course doth it acknowledge, 
And night to night succeeding right 
In darkn..."></div>
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