<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345668" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dead</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's an empty seat where the old folks meet,<br>When they offer their evening prayer,<br>And a look forlorn, for the dear one gone,<br>As they gaze on his vacant chair.<br>There's a silent grief finds never relief,<br>And a face whence the bloom has fled,<br>And a maiden fair, in her beauty rare,<br>Who weeps for her lover - dead.<br>There's a lonely grave, where a soldier brave,<br>Lies asleep in the southern land,<br>While a rusted gun still gleams in the sun,<br>On the parched and burning sand.<br>There's a home above, where the good God's love,<br>Its perfection ever discloses -<br>Where the soldier is blest with eternal rest,<br>And his quiet spirit reposes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anonymous+Americas">Anonymous Americas</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=345668" data-title="Dead de Anonymous Americas" data-description="There's an empty seat where the old folks meet, When they offer their evening prayer, And a look forlorn, for the dear one gone, As they gaze on his vacant chair. There's a silent grief finds never relief, And a face whence the bloom has fled, And..."></div> </div> </div>

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