<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384647" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Lodge-Room</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Don't bring into the lodge-room<br>Anger, and spite, and pride.<br>Drop at the gate of the temple<br>The strife of the world outside.<br>Forget all your cares and trials,<br>Forget every selfish sorrow,<br>And remember the cause you meet for,<br>And haste ye the glad to-morrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Drop at the gate of the temple<br>Envy, and spite, and gloom.<br>Don't bring personal quarrels<br>And discord into the room.<br>Forget the slights of a sister,<br>Forget the wrongs of a brother,<br>And remember the new commandment,<br>That ye all love one another.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Bring your heart into the lodge-room,<br>But leave yourself outside,<br>That is, your personal feelings,<br>Ambition, vanity, pride.<br>Centre each thought and power<br>On the cause for which you assemble,<br>Fetter the demon liquor,<br>And make ye the traffic tremble.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Ay! to fetter and to chain him,<br>And cast him under our feet,<br>This is the end we aim at,<br>The object for which we meet.<br>Then don't bring into the lodge-room,<br>Envy, or strife, or pride,<br>Or aught that will mar our union,<br>But leave them all outside.</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=384647" data-title="The Lodge-Room de Ella Wheeler Wilcox" data-description="Don't bring into the lodge-room Anger, and spite, and pride. Drop at the gate of the temple The strife of the world outside. Forget all your cares and trials, Forget every selfish sorrow, And remember the cause you meet for, And haste ye the glad ..."></div> </div> </div>

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