<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=506946" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Song of Truce</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Till the tread of marching feet<br>Through the quiet grass-grown street<br>Of the little town shall come,<br>Soldier, rest awhile at home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While the banners idly hang,<br>While the bugles do not clang,<br>While is hushed the clamorous drum,<br>Soldier, rest awhile at home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the breathing-time of Death,<br>While the sword is in its sheath,<br>While the cannon's mouth is dumb,<br>Soldier, rest awhile at home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not too long the rest shall be.<br>Soon enough, to Death and thee,<br>The assembly call shall come.<br>Soldier, rest awhile at home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Fuller+Murray">Robert Fuller Murray</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=506946" data-title="A Song of Truce de Robert Fuller Murray" data-description="Till the tread of marching feet Through the quiet grass-grown street Of the little town shall come, Soldier, rest awhile at home. While the banners idly hang, While the bugles do not clang, While is hushed the clamorous drum, Soldier, rest awhile..."></div> </div> </div>

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