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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419573" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>By The Riverside</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419573" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A GREAT green spread of meadow land,<br>(Must rest his weight on an ample base),<br>A secret water moving on,<br>A clean blue air for his breathing-space,<br>A pair of willows bending down<br>In double witness to his grace,<br>And on the rock his sinner sprawls<br>And looks the Strong One face to face. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419573" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>The sinner's mocking tongue is dry,<br>Wonder is on that mighty jeerer,<br>He loves, and he never loved before,<br>He wants the glowing sky no nearer,<br>He likes the willows to be two,<br>He would not have the water clearer,<br>He thinks that God is perfect once:<br>Heaven, rejoice! a new God-fearer. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=419573" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>And now each quiet thing awakes<br>And dances madly, wavers, dips;<br>These are God's motions on the air, <br>His Pulse for the sinner's finger-tips,<br>His arrows shot across the blue,<br>His love-words dropping from his lips,<br>And who ever heard such whisperings,<br>Who ever saw such fellowships?</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=John+Crowe+Ransom">John Crowe Ransom</a></strong></div>

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