<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=369101" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fire</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This life that we call our own<br>Is neither strong nor free;<br>A flame in the wind of death,<br>It trembles ceaselessly. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And this all we can do<br>To use our little light<br>Before, in the piercing wind,<br>It flickers into night: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To yield the heat of the flame,<br>To grudge not, but to give<br>Whatever we have of strength,<br>That one more flame may live.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dorothea+Mackeller">Dorothea Mackeller</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=369101" data-title="Fire de Dorothea Mackeller" data-description="This life that we call our own Is neither strong nor free; A flame in the wind of death, It trembles ceaselessly. And this all we can do To use our little light Before, in the piercing wind, It flickers into night: To yield the heat of the fla..."></div> </div> </div>

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