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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391516" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Casabianca</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The boy stood on the burning deck <br>Whence all but he had fled; <br>The flame that lit the battle's wreck <br>Shone round him o'er the dead. <br>Yet beautiful and bright he stood, <br>As born to rule the storm; <br>A creature of heroic blood, <br>A proud, though childlike form. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The flames roll'd on...he would not go <br>Without his father's word; <br>That father, faint in death below, <br>His voice no longer heard. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He call'd aloud...&quot;Say, father,say <br>If yet my task is done!&quot; <br>He knew not that the chieftain lay <br>Unconscious of his son. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Speak, father!&quot; once again he cried <br>&quot;If I may yet be gone!&quot; <br>And but the booming shots replied, <br>And fast the flames roll'd on. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Upon his brow he felt their breath, <br>And in his waving hair, <br>And looked from that lone post of death, <br>In still yet brave despair; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And shouted but one more aloud, <br>&quot;My father, must I stay?&quot; <br>While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud <br>The wreathing fires made way, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They wrapt the ship in splendour wild, <br>They caught the flag on high, <br>And stream'd above the gallant child, <br>Like banners in the sky. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There came a burst of thunder sound... <br>The boy-oh! where was he? <br>Ask of the winds that far around <br>With fragments strewed the sea. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With mast, and helm, and pennon fair, <br>That well had borne their part; <br>But the noblest thing which perished there <br>Was that young faithful heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Felicia+Dorothea+Hemans">Felicia Dorothea Hemans</a><div class=q>
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Whence all but he had fled; 
The flame that lit the battle's wreck 
Shone round him o'er the dead. 
Yet beautiful and bright he stood, 
As born to rule the storm; 
A creature of heroic blood, 
A proud, though chi..."></div>
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