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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384717" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Then And Now</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A little time agone, a few brief years,<br>And there was peace within our beauteous borders;<br>Peace, and a prosperous people, and no fears<br>Of war and its disorders.<br>Pleasure was ruling goddess of our land; with her attendant Mirth<br>She led a jubilant, joy-seeking band about the riant earth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Do you recall those laughing days, my Brothers,<br>And those long nights that trespassed on the dawn?<br>Those throngs of idle dancing maids and mothers<br>Who lilted on and on-<br>Card mad, wine flushed, bejewelled and half stripped,<br>Yet women whose sweet mouth had never sipped<br>From sin's black chalice-women good at heart<br>Who, in the winding maze of pleasure's mart,<br>Had lost the sun-kissed way to wholesome pleasures of an earlier day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Oh! You remember them! You filled their glasses;<br>You 'cut in' at their games of bridge; you left<br>Your work to drop in on their dancing-classes<br>Before the day was cleft<br>In twain by noontide. When the night waxed late<br>You led your partner forth to demonstrate<br>The newest steps before a cheering throng,<br>And Time and Peace danced by your side along.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Peace is a lovely word, and we abhor that red word 'War';<br>But look ye, Brothers, what this war has done for daughters and for son,<br>For manhood and for womanhood, whose trend<br>Seemed year on year toward weakness to descend.<br>Upon this woof of darkness and of terror, woven by human error,<br>Behold the pattern of a new race-soul,<br>And it shall last while countless ages roll.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>At the loud call of drums, out of the idler and the weakling comes<br>The hero valiant with self-sacrifice, ready to pay the price<br>War asks of men, to help a suffering world.<br>And out of the arms of pleasure, where they whirled<br>In wild unreasoning mirth, behold the splendid women of the earth<br>Living new selfless lives-the toiling mothers, sister, daughters, wives<br>Of men gone forth as target for the foe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Ah, now we know<br>Man is divine; we see the heavenly spark<br>Shining above the smoke and gloom and dark<br>Which was not visible in peaceful days.<br>God! wondrous are Thy ways,<br>For out of chaos comes construction; out of darkness and of doubt<br>And the black pit of death comes glorious faith;<br>From want and waste comes thrift, from weakness strength and power,<br>And to the summits men and women lift<br>Their souls from self-indulgence in this hour,<br>This crucial hour of life:<br>So shines the golden side of this black shield of strife.</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>
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And there was peace within our beauteous borders;
Peace, and a prosperous people, and no fears
Of war and its disorders.
Pleasure was ruling goddess of our land; with her attendant Mirth
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