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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408600" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cypher Seven [07]</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The nearer camp fires lighted,<br>The distant beacons bright—<br>The horsemen on the skyline<br>Are closing in to-night!<br>My brothers, Oh my brothers!<br>Lie down and rest at last—<br>The Years of Reparation<br>Have rushed upon us fast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, ride and ride, you riders,<br>Who rode ere I was born,<br>While blink-and-blink the star-dust<br>That blinks before the morn.<br>And glow and glow you camp fires,<br>And flash, you beacons bright!<br>They’re riding round the wronged ones<br>And riding round the right!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My brothers, Oh my brothers!<br>With dried and haggard eyes,<br>In gaol for just blows stricken—<br>In gaol for women’s lies!<br>Lie down and pace no longer<br>But bathe your eyes in tears<br>For Years of Retribution<br>That shall be seven years!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their lovers and believers!<br>Their sweethearts, sisters, wives,<br>Their daughters, sons and mothers,<br>The true friends of their lives!<br>Hold up your heads and firmly<br>Look down the Crooked Seers<br>For Years of Justifying<br>That shall be seven years.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Inventors, artists, poets—<br>Exiled or driven mad,<br>Sweated, sneered at, slandered,<br>And driven to the bad—<br>Take up the tools of genius,<br>Freed from all paltry fears,<br>For Seasons of Repayment<br>That shall be seven years.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, ride and ride, you riders,<br>That rode when I was born<br>Against a ghastly skyline<br>Beneath a storm-cloud torn!<br>I watched you through my childhood,<br>I saw the whip and spur,<br>No spy’s glass could detect you<br>But I knew what you were!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, ride and ride, my riders,<br>And flash my birth star bright!<br>The youth I never dreamed of<br>Is with me here to-night!<br>The hearing, strength and vision,<br>The will to do and dare,<br>The love I ever longed for<br>Is round me everywhere.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dead Friendship—ah! Dead Friendship,<br>Rise up and breathe again—<br>I ride my rounds re-honoured<br>Along the ranks of men.<br>My old mates, Oh! my old mates,<br>Who fought the cur and brute—<br>My horsemen from the skyline<br>Are drawn up to salute!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My Dead Love, Oh! my Dead Love,<br>Who died for love of me—<br>Who sleeps amongst the poets<br>Since five years sobbed the sea.<br>Since five years blackened honour<br>And cramped and warped the pen—<br>There’s glory to your spirit<br>The laurel leafs again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My enemies, the causeless<br>Of vicious mysteries,<br>Or mad with jealous madness—<br>Or for the crawler’s fees—<br>Fear ye my Cypher Seven!<br>For seven years to run—<br>The number set by Heaven<br>When Heaven’s will is done.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So ride and ride, my riders,<br>And ride for men and me,<br>Ride close round madness yonder<br>And blackest treachery!<br>Oh! ride round little children<br>That sleep through all and smile!—<br>At daybreak I will lead you—<br>Now I must rest awhile.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a><div class=q>
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The distant beacons bright—
The horsemen on the skyline
Are closing in to-night!
My brothers, Oh my brothers!
Lie down and rest at last—
The Years of Reparation
Have rushed upon us fast.

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