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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537268" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Rose Of Battle</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">ROSE of all Roses, Rose of all the World!<br>The tall thought-woven sails, that flap unfurled<br>Above the tide of hours, trouble the air,<br>And God's bell buoyed to be the water's care;<br>While hushed from fear, or loud with hope, a band<br>With blown, spray-dabbled hair gather at hand,<br>Turn if you may from battles never done,<br>I call, as they go by me one by one,<br>Danger no refuge holds, and war no peace,<br>For him who hears love sing and never cease,<br>Beside her clean-swept hearth, her quiet shade:<br>But gather all for whom no love hath made<br>A woven silence, or but came to cast<br>A song into the air, and singing passed<br>To smile on the pale dawn; and gather you<br>Who have sougft more than is in rain or dew,<br>Or in the sun and moon, or on the earth,<br>Or sighs amid the wandering, starry mirth,<br>Or comes in laughter from the sea's sad lips,<br>And wage God's battles in the long grey ships.<br>The sad, the lonely, the insatiable,<br>To these Old Night shall all her mystery tell;<br>God's bell has claimed them by the little cry<br>Of their sad hearts, that may not live nor die.<br>Rose of all Roses, Rose of all the World!<br>You, too, have come where the dim tides are hurled<br>Upon the wharves of sorrow, and heard ring<br>The bell that calls us on; the sweet far thing.<br>Beauty grown sad with its eternity<br>Made you of us, and of the dim grey sea.<br>Our long ships loose thought-woven sails and wait,<br>For God has bid them share an equal fate;<br>And when at last, defeated in His wars,<br>They have gone down under the same white stars,<br>We shall no longer hear the little cry<br>Of our sad hearts, that may not live nor die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Butler+Yeats">William Butler Yeats</a><div class=q>
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The tall thought-woven sails, that flap unfurled
Above the tide of hours, trouble the air,
And God's bell buoyed to be the water's care;
While hushed from fear, or loud with hope, a band
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