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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=426461" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Call</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=426461" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Why art thou not awake, my son?<br>The morning breaks I formed for thee;<br>And I thus early by thee stand,<br>Thy new-awakening life to see.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=426461" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Why art thou not awake, my son?<br>The birds upon the bough rejoice;<br>And I thus early by thee stand,<br>To hear with theirs thy tuneful voice.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=426461" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Why sleep'st thou still? the laborers all<br>Are in my vineyard;—hear them toil,<br>As for the poor with harvest song,<br>They treasure up the wine and oil.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=426461" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I come to wake thee; haste, arise,<br>Or thou no share with me can find;<br>Thy sandals seize, gird on thy clothes,<br>Or I must leave thee here behind.</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=Jones+Very">Jones Very</a></strong></div>

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