<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357426" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Anzac</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Anzac! And war's grim storm . . .<br>The scream of a pass'ng shell<br>Torn earth, and - a quiet form . . .<br>'Pass, comrades. All is well.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nay, but his spirit lives; be very sure.<br>Year follows year, and earthly things depart;<br>But what he dying, gave us shall endure<br>Now and for ever in the nation's heart.<br>Now and for ever; tho' the flesh be gone,<br>Still shall that Spirit bid us, 'Carry on!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Anzac! The mounds increase;<br>Marking where soldiers fell . . . .<br>Earth's healing scars; and peace.<br>'Sleep, comrades. All is well.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And be full certain that they do but sleep,<br>Who, falling, yet were well content to find<br>Fit sanctuary in the hearts that keep<br>That spirit and that memory enshrined.<br>High on Gallipoli, lights that once shone,<br>Again flame o'er the ocean: 'Carry on!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Anzac! The tramp of marching feet . . . .<br>The toll of a passing-bell.<br>Bowed heads along a city street . . . .<br>'Pass, soldier. All is well.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pass, soldier. When your dwindling ranks grow small;<br>When, one by one, old comrades you shall greet;<br>When the last, lonely veteran's footfall<br>Goes echoing adown this city street,<br>Still may that Spirit, tho' all else be gone,<br>Cry to our sons: 'Australia! Carry on!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</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=357426" data-title="Anzac de Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis" data-description="Anzac! And war's grim storm . . . The scream of a pass'ng shell Torn earth, and - a quiet form . . . 'Pass, comrades. All is well.' Nay, but his spirit lives; be very sure. Year follows year, and earthly things depart; But what he dying, gave us ..."></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