<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428752" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To The Others</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This was the gleam then that lured from far<br>Your son and my son to the Holy War:<br>Your son and my son for the accolade<br>With the banner of Christ over them, in steel arrayed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All quiet roads of life ran on to this;<br>When they were little for their mother's kiss.<br>Little feet hastening, so soft, unworn,<br>To the vows and the vigil and the road of thorn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your son and my son, the downy things,<br>Sheltered in mother's breast, by mother's wings,<br>Should they be broken in the Lord's wars-Peace!<br>He Who has given them-are they not His?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dream of knight's armour and the battle-shout,<br>Fighting and falling at the last redoubt,<br>Dream of long dying on the field of slain;<br>This was the dream that lured, nor lured in vain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">These were the Voices they heard from far;<br>Bugles and trumpets of the Holy War.<br>Your son and my son have heard the call,<br>Your son and my son have stormed the wall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your son and my son, clean as new swords;<br>Your man and my man and now the Lord's!<br>Your son and my son for the Great Crusade,<br>With the banner of Christ over them-our knights new-made.</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=428752" data-title="To The Others de Katharine Tynan" data-description="This was the gleam then that lured from far Your son and my son to the Holy War: Your son and my son for the accolade With the banner of Christ over them, in steel arrayed. All quiet roads of life ran on to this; When they were little for their m..."></div> </div> </div>

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