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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409423" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Earlier Poems : Hymn Of The Moravian Nuns Of Bethlehem</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At The Consecration Of Pulaski's Banner. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the dying flame of day<br>Through the chancel shot its ray,<br>Far the glimmering tapers shed<br>Faint light on the cowléd head;<br>And the censer burning swung,<br>Where, before the altar, hung<br>The crimson banner, that with prayer<br>Had been consecrated there.<br>And the nuns' sweet hymn was heard the while,<br>Sung low, in the dim, mysterious aisle. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Take thy banner! May it wave<br>Proudly o'er the good and brave;<br>When the battle's distant wail<br>Breaks the sabbath of our vale.<br>When the clarion's music thrills<br>To the hearts of these lone hills,<br>When the spear in conflict shakes,<br>And the strong lance shivering breaks. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Take thy banner! and, beneath<br>The battle-cloud's encircling wreath,<br>Guard it, till our homes are free!<br>Guard it! God will prosper thee!<br>In the dark and trying hour,<br>In the breaking forth of power,<br>In the rush of steeds and men,<br>His right hand will shield thee then.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Take thy banner! But when night<br>Closes round the ghastly fight,<br>If the vanquished warrior bow,<br>Spare him! By our holy vow,<br>By our prayers and many tears,<br>By the mercy that endears,<br>Spare him! he our love hath shared!<br>Spare him! as thou wouldst be spared! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Take thy banner! and if e'er<br>Thou shouldst press the soldier's bier,<br>And the muffled drum should beat<br>To the tread of mournful feet,<br>Then this crimson flag shall be<br>Martial cloak and shroud for thee.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The warrior took that banner proud,<br>And it was his martial cloak and shroud!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Wadsworth+Longfellow">Henry Wadsworth Longfellow</a><div class=q>
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When the dying flame of day
Through the chancel shot its ray,
Far the glimmering tapers shed
Faint light on the cowléd head;
And the censer burning swung,
Where, before the altar, hung
The crimson banner..."></div>
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