<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=353871" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Languages</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are no handles upon a language<br>Whereby men take hold of it<br>And mark it with signs for its remembrance.<br>It is a river, this language,<br>Once in a thousand years<br>Breaking a new course<br>Changing its way to the ocean.<br>It is mountain effluvia<br>Moving to valleys<br>And from nation to nation<br>Crossing borders and mixing.<br>Languages die like rivers.<br>Words wrapped round your tongue today<br>And broken to shape of thought<br>Between your teeth and lips speaking<br>Now and today<br>Shall be faded hieroglyphics<br>Ten thousand years from now.<br>Sing--and singing--remember<br>Your song dies and changes<br>And is not here to-morrow<br>Any more than the wind<br>Blowing ten thousand years ago.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Carl+Sandburg">Carl Sandburg</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=353871" data-title="Languages de Carl Sandburg" data-description="There are no handles upon a language Whereby men take hold of it And mark it with signs for its remembrance. It is a river, this language, Once in a thousand years Breaking a new course Changing its way to the ocean. It is mountain effluvia Moving..."></div> </div> </div>

solid border dashed border dotted border double border groove border ridge border inset border outset border no border blue green red purple cyan gold silver black