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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538891" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Voice of Toil</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I heard men saying, Leave hope and praying,<br>All days shall be as all have been;<br>To-day and to-morrow bring fear and sorrow,<br>The never-ending toil between.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Earth was younger mid toil and hunger,<br>In hope we strove, and our hands were strong;<br>Then great men led us, with words they fed us,<br>And bade us right the earthly wrong.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Go read in story their deeds and glory,<br>Their names amidst the nameless dead;<br>Turn then from lying to us slow-dying<br>In that good world to which they led;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where fast and faster our iron master,<br>The thing we made, for ever drives,<br>Bids us grind treasure and fashion pleasure<br>For other hopes and other lives.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where home is a hovel and dull we grovel,<br>Forgetting that the world is fair;<br>Where no babe we cherish, lest its very soul perish;<br>Where mirth is crime, and love a snare. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who now shall lead us, what God shall heed us<br>As we lie in the hell our hands have won?<br>For us are no rulers but fools and befoolers,<br>The great are fallen, the wise men gone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I heard men saying, Leave tears and praying,<br>The sharp knife heedeth not the sheep;<br>Are we not stronger than the rich and the wronger,<br>When day breaks over dreams and sleep?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come, shoulder to shoulder ere the world grows older!<br>Help lies in nought but thee and me; <br>Hope is before us, the long years that bore us<br>Bore leaders more than men may be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let dead hearts tarry and trade and marry,<br>And trembling nurse their dreams of mirth,<br>While we the living our lives are giving<br>To bring the bright new world to birth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come, shoulder to shoulder ere Earth grows older!<br>The Cause spreads over land and sea;<br>Now the world shaketh, and fear awaketh,<br>And joy at last for thee and me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Morris">William Morris</a><div class=q>
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All days shall be as all have been;
To-day and to-morrow bring fear and sorrow,
The never-ending toil between.

When Earth was younger mid toil and hunger,
In hope we strove, and our hands were strong;
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