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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341822" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Princeton, May, 1917</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here Freedom stood by slaughtered friend and foe,<br>And, ere the wrath paled or that sunset died,<br>Looked through the ages; then, with eyes aglow,<br>Laid them to wait that future, side by side. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">(Lines for a monument to the American and British soldiers of the Revolutionary War who fell on the Princeton battlefield and were buried in one grave.) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now lamp-lit gardens in the blue dusk shine <br>Through dogwood, red and white; <br>And round the gray quadrangles, line by line, <br>The windows fill with light, <br>Where Princeton calls to Magdalen, tower to tower, <br>Twin lanthorns of the law; <br>And those cream-white magnolia boughs embower <br>The halls of &quot;Old Nassau.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The dark bronze tigers crouch on either side <br>Where redcoats used to pass; <br>And round the bird-loved house where Mercer died, <br>And violets dusk the grass, <br>By Stony Brook that ran so red of old, <br>But sings of friendship now, <br>To feed the old enemy's harvest fifty-fold <br>The green earth takes the plow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through this May night, if one great ghost should stray <br>With deep remembering eyes, <br>Where that old meadow of battle smiles away <br>Its blood-stained memories, <br>If Washington should walk, where friend and foe <br>Sleep and forget the past, <br>Be sure his unquenched heart would leap to know <br>Their souls are linked at last. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Be sure he walks, in shadowy buff and blue, <br>Where those dim lilacs wave. <br>He bends his head to bless, as dreams come true, <br>The promise of that grave; <br>Then, with a vaster hope than thought can scan, <br>Touching his ancient sword, <br>Prays for that mightier realm of God in man: <br>&quot;Hasten thy kingdom, Lord. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Land of our hope, land of the singing stars, <br>Type of the world to be, <br>The vision of a world set free from wars <br>Takes life, takes form from thee; <br>Where all the jarring nations of this earth, <br>Beneath the all-blessing sun, <br>Bring the new music of mankind to birth, <br>And make the whole world one.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And those old comrades rise around him there, <br>Old foemen, side by side, <br>With eyes like stars upon the brave night air, <br>And young as when they died, <br>To hear your bells, O beautiful Princeton towers, <br>Ring for the world's release. <br>They see you piercing like gray swords through flowers, <br>And smile, from souls at peace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alfred+Noyes">Alfred Noyes</a><div class=q>
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And, ere the wrath paled or that sunset died,
Looked through the ages; then, with eyes aglow,
Laid them to wait that future, side by side. 

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