<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=447185" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Consumptive</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The stars, the fields, will know him never-<br>more;<br>his friends, his trees, the restless swerving sea.<br>‘Three days to live,’ they said – the kind gave four.<br>They glide about his bed silently.<br>‘Twas not the lead of battle nor the shell<br>the spitting of Maxim’s basiliskine breath –<br>‘Twas through the falseness of the winds he fell;<br>the snow’s mock-warmth – a chill. His humble <br>death<br>will ne’er be sung in elegy and rhyme,<br>his passage bloodless was, unstained and still.<br>It brought no stir; and smiling all the time<br>He waved his last farewell behind the Hill.<br>I saw him die with my half-closed eyes,<br>And closing them I thought of Paradise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Leon+Gellert">Leon Gellert</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=447185" data-title="The Consumptive de Leon Gellert" data-description="The stars, the fields, will know him never- more; his friends, his trees, the restless swerving sea. ‘Three days to live,’ they said – the kind gave four. They glide about his bed silently. ‘Twas not the lead of battle nor the shell the sp..."></div> </div> </div>

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