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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391791" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Do Not Cheer, Men Are Dying, Said Capt. Phillips</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do not cheer, for men are dying <br>From their distant homes in pain; <br>And the restless sea is darkened <br>By a flood of crimson rain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do not cheer, for anxious mothers <br>Wait and watch in lonely dread; <br>Vainly waiting for the footsteps <br>Never more their paths to tread. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do not cheer, while little children <br>Gather round the widowed wife, <br>Wondering why an unknown people <br>Sought their own dear father's life. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do not cheer, for aged fathers <br>Bend above their staves and weep, <br>While the ocean sings the requiem <br>Where their fallen children sleep. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do not cheer, for lips are paling <br>On which lay the mother's kiss; <br>'Mid the dreadful roar of battle <br>How that mother's hand they miss! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do not cheer: once joyous maidens, <br>Who the mazy dance did tread, <br>Bow their heads in bitter anguish, <br>Mourning o'er their cherished dead. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do not cheer while maid and matron <br>In this strife must bear a part; <br>While the blow that strikes a soldier <br>Reaches to some woman's heart. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do not cheer till arbitration <br>O'er the nations holds its sway, <br>And the century now closing <br>Ushers in a brighter day. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do not cheer until the nation <br>Shall more wise and thoughtful grow <br>Than to staunch a stream of sorrow <br>By an avalanche of woe. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do not cheer until each nation <br>Sheathes the sword and blunts the spear, <br>And we sing aloud for gladness: <br>Lo, the reign of Christ is here, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the banners of destruction <br>From the battlefield are furled, <br>And the peace of God descending <br>Rests upon a restless world.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frances+Ellen+Watkins+Harper">Frances Ellen Watkins Harper</a><div class=q>
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From their distant homes in pain; 
And the restless sea is darkened 
By a flood of crimson rain. 

Do not cheer, for anxious mothers 
Wait and watch in lonely dread; 
Vainly waiting for the footsteps 
Never more th..."></div>
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