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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508927" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tri-Colour</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Poppies, you try to tell me, glowing there in the wheat;<br> Poppies! Ah no! You mock me: It's blood, I tell you, it's blood.<br>It's gleaming wet in the grasses; it's glist'ning warm in the wheat;<br> It dabbles the ferns and the clover; it brims in an angry flood;<br>It leaps to the startled heavens; it smothers the sun; it cries<br> With scarlet voices of triumph from blossom and bough and blade.<br>See the bright horror of it! It's roaring out of the skies,<br> And the whole red world is a-welter. . . . Oh God! I'm afraid! I'm afraid!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cornflowers, you say, just cornflowers, gemming the golden grain;<br> Ah no! You can't deceive me. Can't I believe my eyes?<br>Look! It's the dead, my comrades, stark on the dreadful plain,<br> All in their dark-blue blouses, staring up at the skies.<br>Comrades of canteen laughter, dumb in the yellow wheat.<br> See how they sprawl and huddle! See how their brows are white!<br>Goaded on to the shambles, there in death and defeat. . . .<br> Father of Pity, hide them! Hasten, O God, Thy night!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lillies (the light is waning), only lilies you say,<br> Nestling and softly shining there where the spear-grass waves.<br>No, my friend, I know better; brighter I see than day:<br> It's the poor little wooden crosses over their quiet graves.<br>Oh, how they're gleaming, gleaming! See! Each cross has a crown.<br> Yes, it's true I am dying; little will be the loss. . . .<br>Darkness . . . but look! In Heaven a light, and it's shining down. . . .<br> God's accolade! Lift me up, friends. I'm going to win -- my Cross.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q>
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