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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409148" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Old Ones</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The old ones knew that black was hate,<br>White garment purity and red one sin;<br>They spoke the language of the trees<br>And opened veins to let love in.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">These old ones, feeling life was brief<br>And brittle as the fire-baked shard,<br>Could find no seat for sentiment,<br>So mended weakness with a sword.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In them the heart was made of gold,<br>But mind was forged of steel so sharp<br>That hand which plucked the harp could shape<br>From father's skull a drinking cup.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The old ones' fashion we have lost,<br>Whose red is passion, white deceit;<br>In casting devil from the flesh,<br>Who perish with the bread we eat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Treece">Henry Treece</a><div class=q>
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