<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=469004" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In War</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hearing the terrors of the war, sore troubled,<br>By each new victim of the combat torn--<br>Nor friend, nor wife I give my utmost pity,<br>Nor do I for the fallen hero mourn.<br>Alas! the wife will find a consolation.<br>The friend by friend is soon forgot in turn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But somewhere is the one soul that remembers--<br>That will remember unto death's dark shore,<br>Nor can the tears of a heart-stricken mother<br>Forget the sons gone down on fields of gore.<br>One soul there is that like the weeping willow<br>Can never raise its drooping branches more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nikolay+Alekseyevich+Nekrasov">Nikolay Alekseyevich Nekrasov</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=469004" data-title="In War de Nikolay Alekseyevich Nekrasov" data-description="Hearing the terrors of the war, sore troubled, By each new victim of the combat torn-- Nor friend, nor wife I give my utmost pity, Nor do I for the fallen hero mourn. Alas! the wife will find a consolation. The friend by friend is soon forgot in t..."></div> </div> </div>

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