<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409241" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Oxford Thrushes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">FEBRUARY, 1917 </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I never thought again to hear<br>The Oxford thrushes singing clear,<br>Amid the February rain,<br>Their sweet, indomitable strain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A wintry vapor lightly spreads<br>Among the trees, and round the beds<br>Where daffodil and jonquil sleep,<br>Only the snowdrop wakes to weep. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is not springtime yet. Alas,<br>What dark, tempestuous days must pass,<br>Till England's trial by battle cease,<br>And summer comes again with peace. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The lofty halls, the tranquil towers,<br>Where Learning in untroubled hours<br>Held her high court, serene in fame,<br>Are lovely still, yet not the same. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The novices in fluttering gown<br>No longer fill the ancient town,<br>But fighting men in khaki drest--<br>And in the Schools the wounded rest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, far away, 'neath stranger skies<br>Full many a son of Oxford lies,<br>And whispers from his warrior grave,<br>&quot;I died to keep the faith you gave.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The mother mourns, but does not fail,<br>Her courage and her love prevail<br>O'er sorrow, and her spirit hears<br>The promise of triumphant years. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then sing, ye thrushes, in the rain<br>Your sweet indomitable strain.<br>Ye bring a word from God on high<br>And voices in our hearts reply.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Van+Dyke">Henry Van Dyke</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=409241" data-title="The Oxford Thrushes de Henry Van Dyke" data-description="FEBRUARY, 1917 I never thought again to hear The Oxford thrushes singing clear, Amid the February rain, Their sweet, indomitable strain. A wintry vapor lightly spreads Among the trees, and round the beds Where daffodil and jonquil sleep, Only ..."></div> </div> </div>

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