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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464717" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Forgotten Dead, I Salute You</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dawn has flashed up the startled skies,<br>Night has gone out beneath the hill<br>Many sweet times; before our eyes<br>Dawn makes and unmakes about us still<br>The magic that we call the rose.<br>The gentle history of the rain<br>Has been unfolded, traced and lost<br>By the sharp finger-tips of frost;<br>Birds in the hawthorn build again;<br>The hare makes soft her secret house;<br>The wind at tourney comes and goes,<br>Spurring the green, unharnessed boughs;<br>The moon has waxed fierce and waned dim:<br>He knew the beauty of all those<br>Last year, and who remembers him?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love sometimes walks the waters still,<br>Laughter throws back her radiant head;<br>Utterly beauty is not gone,<br>And wonder is not wholly dead.<br>The starry, mortal world rolls on;<br>Between sweet sounds and silences,<br>With new, strange wines her beakers brim:<br>He lost his heritage with these<br>Last year, and who remembers him?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">None remember him: he lies<br>In earth of some strange-sounding place,<br>Nameless beneath the nameless skies,<br>The wind his only chant, the rain<br>The only tears upon his face;<br>Far and forgotten utterly<br>By living man. Yet such as he<br>Have made it possible and sure<br>For other lives to have, to be;<br>For men to sleep content, secure.<br>Lip touches lip and eyes meet eyes<br>Because his heart beats not again:<br>His rotting, fruitless body lies<br>That sons may grow from other men.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He gave, as Christ, the life he hadÑ<br>The only life desired or known;<br>The great, sad sacrifice was made<br>For strangers; this forgotten dead<br>Went out into the night alone.<br>There was his body broken for you,<br>There was his blood divinely shed<br>That in the earth lie lost and dim.<br>Eat, drink, and often as you do,<br>For whom he died, remember him.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Muriel+Stuart">Muriel Stuart</a><div class=q>
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Night has gone out beneath the hill
Many sweet times; before our eyes
Dawn makes and unmakes about us still
The magic that we call the rose.
The gentle history of the rain
Has been unfolded, traced and lost
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