<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=412555" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>August 1914</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What in our lives is burnt<br>In the fire of this?<br>The heart’s dear granary?<br>The much we shall miss?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Three lives hath one life –<br>Iron, honey, gold.<br>The gold, the honey gone –<br>Left is the hard and cold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Iron are our lives<br>Molten right through our youth.<br>A burnt space through ripe fields<br>A fair mouth’s broken tooth</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isaac+Rosenberg">Isaac Rosenberg</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=412555" data-title="August 1914 de Isaac Rosenberg" data-description="What in our lives is burnt In the fire of this? The heart’s dear granary? The much we shall miss? Three lives hath one life – Iron, honey, gold. The gold, the honey gone – Left is the hard and cold. Iron are our lives Molten right through ..."></div> </div> </div>

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