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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428733" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Summons</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Straight to his death he went, <br>A smile on his lips, <br>All his life's joy unspent, <br>Into eclipse. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The song of the shell he heard<br>Cleaving the dark, <br>As though 'twere the song of a bird, <br>Linnet or lark. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Why would he go so fast<br>Out to the dead, <br>All in a heavenly haste<br>Not to be stayed? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What did he see afar<br>That drew him after? <br>Light from a merry star, <br>Singing and laughter? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nay, but a face was his <br>Only in dreams, <br>Only in dreams of bliss <br>In the star-gleams. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nay, but a face that watched <br>Long years to see<br>Who came by the door unlatched, <br>If it were he. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What was the voice before<br>That lured him on? <br>'Oh, thou long-hungered for, <br>My son, my son!' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lo, he hath heard, hath seen, <br>He hath slipped over<br>Where the great days begin <br>For friend and lover.</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=428733" data-title="The Summons de Katharine Tynan" data-description="Straight to his death he went, A smile on his lips, All his life's joy unspent, Into eclipse. The song of the shell he heard Cleaving the dark, As though 'twere the song of a bird, Linnet or lark. Why would he go so fast Out to the dead,..."></div> </div> </div>
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