<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428635" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Flower of Youth</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">LEST Heaven be thronged with grey-beards hoary,<br>God, who made boys for His delight,<br>Stoops in a day of grief and glory<br>And calls them in, in from the night.<br>When they come trooping from the war<br>Our skies have many a new gold star.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Heaven's thronged with gay and careless faces,<br>New-waked from dreams of dreadful things,<br>They walk in green and pleasant places<br>And by the crystal water-springs<br>Who dreamt of dying and the slain,<br>And the fierce thirst and the strong pain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dear boys! They shall be young for ever.<br>The Son of God was once a boy.<br>They run and leap by a clear river<br>And of their youth they have great joy.<br>God, who made boys so clean and good,<br>Smiles with the eyes of fatherhood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now Heaven is by the young invaded;<br>Their laughter's in the House of God.<br>Stainless and simple as He made it<br>God keeps the heart o' the boy unflawed.<br>The old wise Saints look on and smile,<br>They are so young and without guile.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! if the sonless mothers, weeping,<br>And widowed girls could look inside<br>The glory that hath them in keeping<br>Who went to the Great War, and died,<br>They would rise and put their mourning off,<br>And say: 'Thank God, he has enough!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Katharine+Tynan">Katharine Tynan</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=428635" data-title="Flower of Youth de Katharine Tynan" data-description="LEST Heaven be thronged with grey-beards hoary, God, who made boys for His delight, Stoops in a day of grief and glory And calls them in, in from the night. When they come trooping from the war Our skies have many a new gold star. Heaven's throng..."></div> </div> </div>

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