<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=532655" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>At Mass</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">No doubt to-morrow I will hide<br>My face from you, my King.<br>Let me rejoice this Sunday noon,<br>And kneel while gray priests sing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is not wisdom to forget.<br>But since it is my fate<br>Fill thou my soul with hidden wine<br>To make this white hour great.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My God, my God, this marvelous hour<br>I am your son I know.<br>Once in a thousand days your voice<br>Has laid temptation low.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Vachel+Lindsay">Vachel Lindsay</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=532655" data-title="At Mass de Vachel Lindsay" data-description="No doubt to-morrow I will hide My face from you, my King. Let me rejoice this Sunday noon, And kneel while gray priests sing. It is not wisdom to forget. But since it is my fate Fill thou my soul with hidden wine To make this white hour great. M..."></div> </div> </div>

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