<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392077" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Call</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hark! 'tis the rush of the horses,<br>The crash of the galloping gun!<br>The stars are out of their courses;<br>The hour of Doom has begun.<br>Leap from thy scabbard, O sword!<br>Leap! 'Tis the Day of the Lord!<br>Prate not of peace any longer,<br>Laughter and idlesse and ease!<br>Up, every man that is stronger!<br>Leave but the priest on his knees!<br>Quick, every hand to the hilt!<br>Who striketh not—his the guilt!<br>Call not each man on his brother!<br>Cry not to Heaven to save!<br>Thou art the man—not another—<br>Thou, to off glove and out glaive!<br>Fight, ye who ne'er fought before!<br>Fight, ye old fighting-men more!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+William+Bourdillon">Francis William Bourdillon</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392077" data-title="The Call de Francis William Bourdillon" data-description="Hark! 'tis the rush of the horses, The crash of the galloping gun! The stars are out of their courses; The hour of Doom has begun. Leap from thy scabbard, O sword! Leap! 'Tis the Day of the Lord! Prate not of peace any longer, Laughter and idlesse..."></div> </div> </div>

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