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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396006" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Wayfarers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still the white stars burn overhead,<br>The green earth swings upon her way:<br>Where are the voices of the dead,<br>The hearts of Yesterday? <br>Drawn by what strange, mysterious power,<br>From what dream world and magic sky<br>Came they to laugh on earth an hour,<br>To weep, to toil, to die? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And whither gone? On what wild flight<br>By planet pale and sceptred star?<br>What realms of sorrow or delight<br>Now wander they afar? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pale Wayfarers, whose noiseless tread<br>Is near me as I seem to see<br>The mighty generations dead,<br>And all that yet shall be! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Are Past and Future, then, a breath<br>That one vast Present makes its own?<br>The Angel, Birth, the Shadow, Death,<br>Each guards a world unknown. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wayfarers all, we know not whence<br>We came, nor whitherwards we go.<br>Deep in our hearts a haunting sense<br>That somewhere we shall know. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still the white stars burn overhead,<br>The green earth swings upon her way:<br>Where are the voices of the dead,<br>The hearts of yesterday?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Essex+Evans">George Essex Evans</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=396006" data-title="The Wayfarers de George Essex Evans" data-description="Still the white stars burn overhead, The green earth swings upon her way: Where are the voices of the dead, The hearts of Yesterday? Drawn by what strange, mysterious power, From what dream world and magic sky Came they to laugh on earth an hour,..."></div> </div> </div>
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