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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341833" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Avenue Of The Allies</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is the song of the wind as it came<br>Tossing the flags of the nations to flame:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">_I am the breath of God. I am His laughter.<br>I am His Liberty. That is my name._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So it descended, at night, on the city.<br>So it went lavishing beauty and pity,<br>Lighting the lordliest street of the world<br>With half of the banners that earth has unfurled;<br>Over the lamps that are brighter than stars.<br>Laughing aloud on its way to the wars,<br>Proud as America, sweeping along<br>Death and destruction like notes in a song,<br>Leaping to battle as man to his mate,<br>Joyous as God when he moved to create,--<br>Never was voice of a nation so glorious,<br>Glad of its cause and afire with its fate!<br>Never did eagle on mightier pinion<br>Tower to the height of a brighter dominion,<br>Kindling the hope of the prophets to flame,<br>Calling aloud on the deep as it came,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">_Cleave me a way for an army with banners.<br>I am His Liberty. That is my name._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Know you the meaning of all they are doing?<br>Know you the light that their soul is pursuing?<br>Know you the might of the world they are making,<br>This nation of nations whose heart is awaking?<br>What is this mingling of peoples and races?<br>Look at the wonder and joy in their faces!<br>Look how the folds of the union are spreading!<br>Look, for the nations are come to their wedding.<br>How shall the folk of our tongue be afraid of it?<br>England was born of it. England was made of it,<br>Made of this welding of tribes into one,<br>This marriage of pilgrims that followed the sun!<br>Briton and Roman and Saxon were drawn<br>By winds of this Pentecost, out of the dawn,<br>Westward, to make her one people of many;<br>But here is a union more mighty than any.<br>Know you the soul of this deep exultation?<br>Know you the word that goes forth to this nation?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">_I am the breath of God. I am His Liberty.<br>Let there be light over all His creation._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Over this Continent, wholly united,<br>They that were foemen in Europe are plighted.<br>Here, in a league that our blindness and pride<br>Doubted and flouted and mocked and denied,<br>Dawns the Republic, the laughing, gigantic<br>Europe, united, beyond the Atlantic.<br>That is America, speaking one tongue,<br>Acting her epics before they are sung,<br>Driving her rails from the palms to the snow,<br>Through States that are greater than Emperors know,<br>Forty-eight States that are empires in might,<br>But ruled by the will of one people tonight,<br>Nerved as one body, with net-works of steel,<br>Merging their strength in the one Commonweal,<br>Brooking no poverty, mocking at Mars,<br>Building their cities to talk with the stars.<br>Thriving, increasing by myriads again<br>Till even in numbers old Europe may wane.<br>How shall a son of the England they fought<br>Fail to declare the full pride of his thought,<br>Stand with the scoffers who, year after year,<br>Bring the Republic their half-hidden sneer?<br>Now, as in beauty she stands at our side,<br>Who shall withhold the full gift of his pride?<br>Not the great England who knows that her son,<br>Washington, fought her, and Liberty won.<br>England, whose names like the stars in their station,<br>Stand at the foot of that world's Declaration,--<br>Washington, Livingston, Langdon, she claims them,<br>It is her right to be proud when she names them,<br>Proud of that voice in the night as it came,<br>Tossing the flags of the nations to flame:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">_I am the breath of God. I am His laughter.<br>I am His Liberty. That is my name._</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Flags, in themselves, are but rags that are dyed.<br>Flags, in that wind, are like nations enskied.<br>See, how they grapple the night as it rolls<br>And trample it under like triumphing souls.<br>Over the city that never knew sleep,<br>Look at the riotous folds as they leap.<br>Thousands of tri-colors, laughing for France,<br>Ripple and whisper and thunder and dance;<br>Thousands of flags for Great Britain aflame<br>Answer their sisters in Liberty's name.<br>Belgium is burning in pride overhead.<br>Poland is near, and her sunrise is red.<br>Under and over, and fluttering between,<br>Italy burgeons in red, white, and green.<br>See, how they climb like adventurous flowers,<br>Over the tops of the terrible towers....<br>_There, in the darkness, the glories are mated.<br>There, in the darkness, a world is created.<br>There, in this Pentecost, streaming on high.<br>There, with a glory of stars in the sky.<br>There the broad flag of our union and liberty<br>Rides the proud night-wind and tyrannies die._</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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Tossing the flags of the nations to flame:

_I am the breath of God. I am His laughter.
I am His Liberty. That is my name._

So it descended, at night, on the city.
So it went lavishing beauty and pity,
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