<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396122" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In The Valley Of The Waters</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the valley of the waters we wept o'er the day <br>When the host of the stranger made Salem his prey, <br>And our heads on our bosoms all droopingly lay, <br>And our hearts were so full of the land far away. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The song they demanded in vain--it lay still <br>In our souls as the wind that died on the hill; <br>They called for the harp--but our blood they shall spill <br>Ere our right hand shall teach them one tone of our skill. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">All stringlessly hung on the willow's sad tree, <br>As dead as her dead leaf those mute harps must be; <br>Our hands may be fetter'd--our tears still are free, <br>For our God and our glory--and, Sion!--Oh, thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Byron">Byron</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=396122" data-title="In The Valley Of The Waters de Byron" data-description="In the valley of the waters we wept o'er the day When the host of the stranger made Salem his prey, And our heads on our bosoms all droopingly lay, And our hearts were so full of the land far away. The song they demanded in vain--it lay still..."></div> </div> </div>

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