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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357427" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Anzac Eve</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">For some, it was the last sun that should set,<br>For many, their last glimpse of fecund day <br>A splendid sun, dipping, reluctant yet,<br>Into blue water west of Mudros Bay;<br>And they - new burnished coin to squander free<br>In 'that red purchase' on Gallipoli.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They guessed not; or, half guessing, did not reck<br>That for the doomed no other sun should rise<br> But to reveal the still forms that would fleck<br>The Anzac Beach; staring with lifeless eyes<br>Where carrier pigeons, white against the blue,<br>Bore the dread tale for other skies they knew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They sang, they laughed; and laughing cursed again<br>The long monotony of Mudros Bay.<br>Like hounds released, the eager shouting men<br>Crowded the decks and whiled the time away<br>At cards; half fearing what they most desired<br>Might be denied them yet; and no shot fired.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And, as that sun set in the azure vast,<br>Who counted one day more or one day less?<br>How many deemed it was for them the last<br>To light a world of blood and bitterness?<br>Yet bitterness for many a heart lay there<br>When next the sun blazed over Sari Bair.</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>
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For many, their last glimpse of fecund day 
A splendid sun, dipping, reluctant yet,
Into blue water west of Mudros Bay;
And they - new burnished coin to squander free
In 'that red purchase' on Gallipo..."></div>
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