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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511012" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The King's Pilgrimage</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our King went forth on pilgrimage<br>His prayers and vows to pay<br>To them that saved our heritage<br>And cast their own away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there was little show of pride,<br>Or prows of belted steel,<br>For the clean-swept oceans every side<br>Lay free to every keel.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the first land he found, it was shoal and banky ground -<br>Where the broader seas begin,<br>And a pale tide grieving at the broken harbour-mouth<br>Where they worked the death-ships in.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there was neither gull on the wing,<br>Nor wave that could not tell<br>Of the bodies that were buckled in the life-buoy's ring<br>That slid from swell to swell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All that they had they gave - they gave; and they shall not return,<br>For these are those that have no grave where any heart may mourn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the next land he found, it was low and hollow ground -<br>Where once the cities stood,<br>But the man-high thistle had been master of it all,<br>Or the bulrush by the flood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there was neither blade of grass,<br>Nor lone star in the sky<br>But shook to see some spirit pass<br>And took its agony.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the next land be found, it was bare and hilly round -<br>Where once the bread-corn grew,<br>But the fields were cankered and the water was defiled,<br>And the trees were riven through.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there was neither paved highway,<br>Nor secret path in the wood,<br>But had borne its weight of the broken clay<br>And darkened 'neath the blood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Father and mother they put aside, and the nearer love also -<br>An hundred thousand men who died whose graves shall no man<br>know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the last land he found, it was fair and level ground<br>About a carven stone,<br>And a stark Sword brooding on the bosom of the Cross<br>Where high and low are one.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there was grass and the living trees,<br>And the flowers of the spring,<br>And there lay gentlemen from out of all the seas<br>That ever called him King.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twixt Nieuport sands and the eastward lands where the Four Red Rivers spring,<br>Five hundred thousand gentlemen of those that served their King.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All that they had they gave - they gave -<br>In sure and single faith.<br>There can no knowledge reach the grave<br>To make them grudge their death<br>Save only if they understood<br>That, after all was done,<br>We they redeemed denied their blood<br>And mocked the gains it won.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rudyard+Kipling">Rudyard Kipling</a><div class=q>
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His prayers and vows to pay
To them that saved our heritage
And cast their own away.

And there was little show of pride,
Or prows of belted steel,
For the clean-swept oceans every side
Lay free to every keel.

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