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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421262" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dedication</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Grant me a moment of peace,<br>Let me but open mine eyes,<br>Forgetting the empire of lies<br>And warfare's majestic increase<br>Of national folly and hate;<br>Ere I return to my fate,<br>Grant me a moment of peace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To what is I would turn from what seems<br>From a world where men fall and adore<br>The god that Fear shuddering bore<br>To Greed in the desert of dreams,<br>Unholy, inhuman, impure;<br>From the State to the loves that endure,<br>To what is I would turn from what seems.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No man has been richer than I,<br>Though he staggered with infinite gold<br>And bought of whatever is sold<br>Of the beauty that money can buy.<br>In the wealth that is lost in the mart<br>And is stored in the innermost heart<br>No man has been richer than I.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Humbly, a pilgrim, I stood,<br>Weary and hungry and lame,<br>And out of the multitude came<br>Friends who were better than good,<br>Friends who would not be denied<br>Where by the palpitant tide<br>Humbly, a pilgrim, I stood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now to my army of friends<br>A handful of petals I fling,<br>Strays of perennial spring,<br>Weeds, but the lover who sends<br>Bled that each blossom might live.<br>This is myself that I give<br>Now to my army of friends.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Comrade in exile, to you<br>Chiefly the gift should belong,<br>You who will hear in my song<br>Echoes of days that we knew<br>Blue and deep-droning and clear<br>Far in the hills that are dear,<br>Comrade in exile, to you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pause and remember them now,<br>Plunge, as you dived in the stream,<br>To the sweet cool depth of your dream.<br>The drooping, sheltering bough,<br>The brown rock lettered above,<br>The still interfusion of love,<br>Pause and remember them now.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There as we lay in the cave<br>And saw, as an eye of the dark,<br>The camp-fire's slumbering spark,<br>And heard the cataract rave,<br>Your soul and my soul were as one;<br>Our life in one channel has run<br>There as we lay in the cave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forth to the task of a man!<br>Youth and the valour of youth,<br>Force and the ardour of truth<br>Give you a place in the van,<br>Love keeping step at your side<br>Chanting aloud as you stride<br>Forth to the task of a man.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Le+Gay+Brereton">John Le Gay Brereton</a><div class=q>
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Let me but open mine eyes,
Forgetting the empire of lies
And warfare's majestic increase
Of national folly and hate;
Ere I return to my fate,
Grant me a moment of peace.

To what is I would turn from what seems
From a w..."></div>
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