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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472363" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>All here</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">IT is not what we say or sing,<br>That keeps our charm so long unbroken,<br>Though every lightest leaf we bring<br>May touch the heart as friendship's token;<br>Not what we sing or what we say<br>Can make us dearer to each other;<br>We love the singer and his lay,<br>But love as well the silent brother.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet bring whate'er your garden grows,<br>Thrice welcome to our smiles and praises;<br>Thanks for the myrtle and the rose,<br>Thanks for the marigolds and daisies;<br>One flower erelong we all shall claim,<br>Alas! unloved of Amaryllis--<br>Nature's last blossom-need I name<br>The wreath of threescore's silver lilies?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How many, brothers, meet to-night<br>Around our boyhood's covered embers?<br>Go read the treasured names aright<br>The old triennial list remembers;<br>Though twenty wear the starry sign<br>That tells a life has broke its tether,<br>The fifty-eight of 'twenty-nine--<br>God bless THE Boys!--are all together!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">These come with joyous look and word,<br>With friendly grasp and cheerful greeting,--<br>Those smile unseen, and move unheard,<br>The angel guests of every meeting;<br>They cast no shadow in the flame<br>That flushes from the gilded lustre,<br>But count us--we are still the same;<br>One earthly band, one heavenly cluster!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love dies not when he bows his head<br>To pass beyond the narrow portals,--<br>The light these glowing moments shed<br>Wakes from their sleep our lost immortals;<br>They come as in their joyous prime,<br>Before their morning days were numbered,--<br>Death stays the envious hand of Time,--<br>The eyes have not grown dim that slumbered!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The paths that loving souls have trod<br>Arch o'er the dust where worldlings grovel<br>High as the zenith o'er the sod,--<br>The cross above the sexton's shovel!<br>We rise beyond the realms of day;<br>They seem to stoop from spheres of glory<br>With us one happy hour to stray,<br>While youth comes back in song and story.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah! ours is friendship true as steel<br>That war has tried in edge and temper;<br>It writes upon its sacred seal<br>The priest's _ubique--omnes--semper_!<br>It lends the sky a fairer sun<br>That cheers our lives with rays as steady<br>As if our footsteps had begun<br>To print the golden streets already!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The tangling years have clinched its knot<br>Too fast for mortal strength to sunder;<br>The lightning bolts of noon are shot;<br>No fear of evening's idle thunder!<br>Too late! too late!--no graceless hand<br>Shall stretch its cords in vain endeavor<br>To rive the close encircling band<br>That made and keeps us one forever!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So when upon the fated scroll<br>The falling stars have all descended,<br>And, blotted from the breathing roll,<br>Our little page of life is ended,<br>We ask but one memorial line<br>Traced on thy tablet, Gracious Mother<br>'My children. Boys of '29.<br>In pace. How they loved each other!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oliver+Wendell+Holmes">Oliver Wendell Holmes</a><div class=q>
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That keeps our charm so long unbroken,
Though every lightest leaf we bring
May touch the heart as friendship's token;
Not what we sing or what we say
Can make us dearer to each other;
We love the singer and his lay,
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