<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384531" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Over The Water</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Think of it, think of it over the water<br>Thousands of men to-day march on to death,<br>Think how the sun shines on fields red with slaughter-<br>How the air chokes, with the cannon's hot breath.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>How in the shadows, perchance, of this even,<br>Hundreds of hearts, will have paused in their beat,<br>Pale, ghastly brows, will be turned up to heaven-<br>Brows that were pressed by lips, tender and sweet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Think of the homes that these battles are leaving<br>Destitute, desolate, dreary and dumb.<br>Think of the fond, patient, hearts that are grieving,<br>Breaking for loved ones, who never will come.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Ah! we so recently felt this same anguish,<br>Women-Oh! women who suffer and pray,<br>We well can weep with you, who weep and languish,<br>We have borne all you are bearing to-day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>'God speed the right,' we cry, 'God be with Prussia,'<br>Yet to the mourners of soldiers who fall,<br>Whether their tears flow in France, or in Russia,<br>Their dead are their dead, and we pity them all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Think of it, think of it, hearts that are breaking,<br>Sorrowing, suffering, over the sea.<br>Think of the eyes that are blinded and aching<br>With watching for those whom they never will see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</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=384531" data-title="Over The Water de Ella Wheeler Wilcox" data-description="Think of it, think of it over the water Thousands of men to-day march on to death, Think how the sun shines on fields red with slaughter- How the air chokes, with the cannon's hot breath. How in the shadows, perchance, of this even, Hundreds of ..."></div> </div> </div>

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