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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384791" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Woman And War</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We women teach our little sons how wrong<br>And how ignoble blows are; school and church<br>Support our precepts and inoculate<br>The growing minds with thoughts of love and peace.<br>‘Let dogs delight to bark and bite, ’ we say; <br>But human beings with immortal souls<br>Must rise above the methods of the brute<br>And walk with reason and with self-control.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And then – dear God! you men, you wise, strong men, <br>Our self-announced superiors in brain, <br>Our peers in judgement, you go forth to war! <br>You leap at one another, mutilate<br>And starve and kill your fellow men, and ask<br>The world’s applause for such heroic deeds.<br>You boast and strut; and if no song is sung, <br>No laudatory epic writ in blood, <br>Telling how many widows you have made, <br>Why then, penforce, you say our bards are dead<br>And inspiration sleeps to wake no more.<br>And we, the women, we whose lives you are –<br>What can we do but sit in silent homes<br>And wait and suffer? Not for us the blare<br>Of trumpets and the bugle’s call to arms –<br>For us no waving banners, no supreme, <br>Triumphant hour of conquest. Ours the slow<br>Dread torture of uncertainty, each day<br>The bootless battle with the same despair.<br>And when at best your victories reach our ears, <br>There reaches with them to our pitying hearts<br>The thought of countless homes made desolate<br>And other women weeping for their dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O men, wise men, superior beings, say, <br>Is there no substitute for war in this<br>Great age and ere? If you answer ‘No’<br>Then let us rear our children to be wolves<br>And teach them from the cradle how to kill.<br>Why should we women take waste our time and work<br>In talking peace, when men declare for war?</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 how ignoble blows are; school and church
Support our precepts and inoculate
The growing minds with thoughts of love and peace.
‘Let dogs delight to bark and bite, ’ we say; 
But human beings with im..."></div>
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