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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=534972" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Camps Of Green</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">NOT alone those camps of white, O soldiers,<br> When, as order'd forward, after a long march,<br> Footsore and weary, soon as the light lessen'd, we halted for the<br> night;<br> Some of us so fatigued, carrying the gun and knapsack, dropping<br> asleep in our tracks;<br> Others pitching the little tents, and the fires lit up began to<br> sparkle;<br> Outposts of pickets posted, surrounding, alert through the dark,<br> And a word provided for countersign, careful for safety;<br> Till to the call of the drummers at daybreak loudly beating the<br> drums,<br> We rose up refresh'd, the night and sleep pass'd over, and resumed<br> our journey,<br> Or proceeded to battle.   10</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Lo! the camps of the tents of green,<br> Which the days of peace keep filling, and the days of war keep<br> filling,<br> With a mystic army, (is it too order'd forward? is it too only<br> halting awhile,<br> Till night and sleep pass over?)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Now in those camps of green--in their tents dotting the world;<br> In the parents, children, husbands, wives, in them--in the old and<br> young,<br> Sleeping under the sunlight, sleeping under the moonlight, content<br> and silent there at last,<br> Behold the mighty bivouac-field, and waiting-camp of all,<br> Of corps and generals all, and the President over the corps and<br> generals all,<br> And of each of us, O soldiers, and of each and all in the ranks we<br> fought,    20<br> (There without hatred we shall all meet.)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> For presently, O soldiers, we too camp in our place in the bivouac-<br> camps of green;<br> But we need not provide for outposts, nor word for the countersign,<br> Nor drummer to beat the morning drum.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Walt+Whitman">Walt Whitman</a><div class=q>
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