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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391802" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Home, Sweet Home</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sharers of a common country, <br>They had met in deadly strife; <br>Men who should have been as brothers <br>Madly sought each other's life. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the silence of the even, <br>When the cannon's lips were dumb, <br>Thoughts of home and all its loved ones <br>To the soldier's heart would come. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the margin of a river, <br>'Mid the evening's dews and damps, <br>Could be heard the sounds of music <br>Rising from two hostile camps. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">One was singing of its section <br>Down in Dixie, Dixie's land, <br>And the other of the banner <br>Waved so long from strand to strand. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the land where Dixie's ensign <br>Floated o'er the hopeful slave, <br>Rose the song that freedom's banner, <br>Starry-lighted, long might wave. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the fields of strife and carnage, <br>Gentle thoughts began to roam, <br>And a tender strain of music <br>Rose with words of &quot;Home, Sweet Home.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the hearts of strong men melted, <br>For amid our grief and sin <br>Still remains that &quot;touch of nature,&quot; <br>Telling us we all are kin. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In one grand but gentle chorus, <br>Floating to the starry dome, <br>Came the words that brought them nearer, <br>Words that told of &quot;Home, Sweet Home.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For awhile, all strife forgotten, <br>They were only brothers then, <br>Joining in the sweet old chorus, <br>Not as soldiers, but as men. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Men whose hearts would flow together, <br>Though apart their feet might roam, <br>Found a tie they could not sever, <br>In the mem'ry of each home. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Never may the steps of carnage <br>Shake our land from shore to shore, <br>But may mother, home and Heaven, <br>Be our watchwords evermore.</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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They had met in deadly strife; 
Men who should have been as brothers 
Madly sought each other's life. 

In the silence of the even, 
When the cannon's lips were dumb, 
Thoughts of home and all its loved ones 
To the s..."></div>
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