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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374789" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Church Bells</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Viennese authorities have melted down <br>the great bell in St. Stephen's to supply metal <br>for guns or muntions. Every poor village <br>has made a similar gift.—Lokal Anzeiger. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The great bell booms across the town, <br>Reverberant and slow, <br>And drifting from their houses down <br>The calm-eyed people go. <br>Their feet fall on the portal stones <br>Their fathers' fathers trod; <br>And still the bell, with reverent tones, <br>From cottage nooks and purple thrones <br>Is calling souls to God. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The chapel bells with ardor spake <br>Above the poplars tall, <br>And perfumed Sabbath seemed to wake. <br>Responsive to their call <br>From dappled vale and green hillside <br>And nestling village hives <br>The peasants came in simple pride <br>To hear how their Lord Jesus died <br>To sweeten all their lives. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They boom beyond the battered town; <br>The hills are belching smoke; <br>And valleys charred and ranges brown <br>Are quaking 'neath the stroke. <br>The iron roar to Heaven swells, <br>And domes and steeples nod; <br>Through cities vast and ferny dells <br>And village streets the clamant bells <br>Are calling souls to God!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edward+George+Dyson">Edward George Dyson</a><div class=q>
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