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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511121" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Songs of the Lathes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The fans and the beltings they roar round me.<br>The power is shaking the floor round me<br>Till the lathes pick up their duty and the midnight-shift takes over.<br> It is good for me to be here!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Guns in Flanders--Flanders guns!<br>(I had a man that worked 'em once!)<br>Shells for guns in Flanders, Flanders!<br>Shells for guns in Flanders, Flanders!<br> Shells for guns in Flanders! Feeds the guns! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The cranes and the carriers they boom over me,<br>The bays and the galleries they loom over me,<br>With their quarter-mile of pillars growing little in the distance--<br> It is good for me to be here!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Zeppelins and Gothas they raid over us.<br>Our lights give warning, and fade over us.<br>(Seven thousand women keeping quiet in the darkness!)<br> Oh, it's good for me to be here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The roofs and the buildings they grow round me,<br>Eating up the fields I used to know round me;<br>And the shed that I began in is a sub-inspector's office--<br> So long have I been here!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've seen six hundred mornings make our lamps grow dim,<br>Through the bit that isn't painted round our sky-light rim,<br>And the sunshine through the window slope according to the seasons,<br> Twice since I've been here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The trains on the sidings they call to us<br>With the hundred thousand blanks that they haul to us;<br>And we send 'em what we've finished, and they take it where it's wanted,<br> For that is why we are here!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Man's hate passes as his love will pass.<br>God made Woman what she always was.<br>Them that bear the burden they will never grant forgiveness<br> So long as they are here!<br> <br>Once I was a woman, but that's by with me.<br>All I loved and looked for, it must die with me;<br>But the Lord has left me over for a servant of the Judgment,<br> And I serve His Judgments here!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Guns in Flanders--Flanders guns!<br>(I had a son that worked 'em once!)<br>Shells for guns in Flanders, Flanders!<br>Shells for guns in Flanders, Flanders!<br> Shells for guns in Flanders! Feeds the guns!</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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The power is shaking the floor round me
Till the lathes pick up their duty and the midnight-shift takes over.
 It is good for me to be here!

Guns in Flanders--Flanders guns!
(I had a man that worked '..."></div>
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