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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341178" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Prophet</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=341178" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Longing for spiritual springs,<br>I dragged myself through desert sands ...<br>An angel with three pairs of wings<br>Arrived to me at cross of lands;<br>With fingers so light and slim<br>He touched my eyes as in a dream:<br>And opened my prophetic eyes <br>Like eyes of eagle in surprise.<br>He touched my ears in movement, single,<br>And they were filled with noise and jingle:<br>I heard a shuddering of heavens,<br>And angels' flight on azure heights<br>And creatures' crawl in long sea nights, <br>And rustle of vines in distant valleys.<br>And he bent down to my chin,<br>And he tore off my tongue of sin,<br>In cheat and idle talks aroused,<br>And with his hand in bloody specks<br>He put the sting of wizard snakes <br>Into my deadly stoned mouth. <br>With his sharp sword he cleaved my breast,<br>And plucked my quivering heart out,<br>And coals flamed with God's behest, <br>Into my gaping breast were ground.<br>Like dead I lay on desert sands,<br>And listened to the God's commands:<br>'Arise, O prophet, hark and see, <br>Be filled with utter My demands,<br>And, going over Land and Sea,<br>Burn with your Word the humane hearts.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Alexander+Sergeyevich+Pushkin">Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin</a></strong></div>

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