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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391811" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Maceo</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Maceo dead! a thrill of sorrow <br>Through our hearts in sadness ran <br>When we felt in one sad hour <br>That the world had lost a man. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He had clasped unto his bosom <br>The sad fortunes of his land -- <br>Held the cause for which he perished <br>With a firm, unfaltering hand. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">On his lips the name of freedom <br>Fainted with his latest breath. <br>Cuba Libre was his watchword <br>Passing through the gates of death. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With the light of God around us, <br>Why this agony and strife? <br>With the cross of Christ before us, <br>Why this fearful waste of life? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Must the pathway unto freedom <br>Ever mark a crimson line, <br>And the eyes of wayward mortals <br>Always close to light divine? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Must the hearts of fearless valor <br>Fail 'mid crime and cruel wrong, <br>When the world has read of heroes <br>Brave and earnest, true and strong? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Men to stay the floods of sorrow <br>Sweeping round each war-crushed heart; <br>Men to say to strife and carnage -- <br>From our world henceforth depart. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">God of peace and God of nations, <br>Haste! oh, haste the glorious day </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the reign of our Redeemer <br>O'er the world shall have its sway. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the swords now blood encrusted, <br>Spears that reap the battle field, <br>Shall be changed to higher service, <br>Helping earth rich harvests yield. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where the widow weeps in anguish, <br>And the orphan bows his head, <br>Grant that peace and joy and gladness <br>May like holy angels tread. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pity, oh, our God the sorrow <br>Of thy world from thee astray, <br>Lead us from the paths of madness <br>Unto Christ the living way. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Year by year the world grows weary <br>'Neath its weight of sin and strife, <br>Though the hands once pierced and bleeding <br>Offer more abundant life. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">May the choral song of angels <br>Heard upon Judea's plain <br>Sound throughout the earth the tidings <br>Of that old and sweet refrain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Till our world, so sad and weary, <br>Finds the balmy rest of peace -- <br>Peace to silence all her discords -- <br>Peace till war and crime shall cease. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Peace to fall like gentle showers, <br>Or on parchéd flowers dew, <br>Till our hearts proclaim with gladness: <br>Lo, He maketh all things new.</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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Through our hearts in sadness ran 
When we felt in one sad hour 
That the world had lost a man. 

He had clasped unto his bosom 
The sad fortunes of his land -- 
Held the cause for which he perished 
With a firm, un..."></div>
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