<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536210" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>1914</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">War broke: and now the Winter of the world<br>With perishing great darkness closes in.<br>The foul tornado, centred at Berlin,<br>Is over all the width of Europe whirled,<br>Rending the sails of progress. Rent or furled<br>Are all Art's ensigns. Verse wails. Now begin<br>Famines of thought and feeling. Love's wine's thin.<br>The grain of human Autumn rots, down-hurled.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For after Spring had bloomed in early Greece,<br>And Summer blazed her glory out with Rome,<br>An Autumn softly fell, a harvest home,<br>A slow grand age, and rich with all increase.<br>But now, for us, wild Winter, and the need<br>Of sowings for new Spring, and blood for seed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Wilfred+Owen">Wilfred Owen</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=536210" data-title="1914 de Wilfred Owen" data-description="War broke: and now the Winter of the world With perishing great darkness closes in. The foul tornado, centred at Berlin, Is over all the width of Europe whirled, Rending the sails of progress. Rent or furled Are all Art's ensigns. Verse wails. Now..."></div> </div> </div>

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