<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342218" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Summer in England, 1914</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On London fell a clearer light;<br>Caressing pencils of the sun<br>Defined the distances, the white<br>Houses transfigured one by one,<br>The 'long, unlovely street' impearled.<br>O what a sky has walked the world!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Most happy year! And out of town<br>The hay was prosperous, and the wheat;<br>The silken harvest climbed the down:<br>Moon after moon was heavenly-sweet,<br>Stroking the bread within the sheaves,<br>Looking 'twixt apples and their leaves.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And while this rose made round her cup,<br>The armies died convulsed. And when<br>This chaste young silver sun went up<br>Softly, a thousand shattered men,<br>One wet corruption, heaped the plain,<br>After a league-long throb of pain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Flower following tender flower; and birds,<br>And berries; and benignant skies<br>Made thrive the serried flocks and herds. --<br>Yonder are men shot through the eyes.<br>Love, hide thy face<br>From man's unpardonable race.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who said 'No man hath greater love than this,<br>To die to serve his friend'?<br>So these have loved us all unto the end.<br>Chide thou no more, O thou unsacrificed!<br>The soldier dying dies upon a kiss,<br>The very kiss of Christ.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alice+Meynell">Alice Meynell</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342218" data-title="Summer in England, 1914 de Alice Meynell" data-description="On London fell a clearer light; Caressing pencils of the sun Defined the distances, the white Houses transfigured one by one, The 'long, unlovely street' impearled. O what a sky has walked the world! Most happy year! And out of town The hay was p..."></div> </div> </div>

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