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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537513" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Child Of God Longing To See Him Beloved</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's not an echo round me,<br>But I am glad should learn,<br>How pure a fire has found me,<br>The love with which I burn.<br>For none attends with pleasure<br>To what I would reveal;<br>They slight me out of measure,<br>And laugh at all I feel.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The rocks receive less proudly<br>The story of my flame;<br>When I approach, they loudly<br>Reverberate his name.<br>I speak to them of sadness,<br>And comforts at a stand;<br>They bid me look for gladness,<br>And better days at hand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Far from all habitation,<br>I heard a happy sound;<br>Big with the consolation,<br>That I have often found.<br>I said, 'My lot is sorrow,<br>My grief has no alloy;<br>The rocks replied--'Tomorrow,<br>Tomorrow brings thee joy.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">These sweet and sacred tidings,<br>What bliss it is to hear!<br>For, spite of all my chidings,<br>My weakness and my fear,<br>No sooner I receive them,<br>Than I forget my pain,<br>And, happy to believe them,<br>I love as much again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I fly to scenes romantic,<br>Where never men resort;<br>For in an age so frantic<br>Impiety is sport.<br>For riot and confusion<br>They barter things above;<br>Condemning, as delusion,<br>The joy of perfect love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In this sequestered corner,<br>None hears what I express;<br>Delivered from the scorner,<br>What peace do I possess!<br>Beneath the boughs reclining,<br>Or roving o'er the wild,<br>I live as undesigning<br>And harmless as a child.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No troubles here surprise me,<br>I innocently play,<br>While Providence supplies me,<br>And guards me all the day:<br>My dear and kind defender<br>Preserves me safely here,<br>From men of pomp and splendour,<br>Who fill a child with fear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Cowper">William Cowper</a><div class=q>
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But I am glad should learn,
How pure a fire has found me,
The love with which I burn.
For none attends with pleasure
To what I would reveal;
They slight me out of measure,
And laugh at all I feel.

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