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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354740" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>All the Hills and Vales Along</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354740" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">All the hills and vales along<br>Earth is bursting into song,<br>And the singers are the chaps<br>Who are going to die perhaps.<br>O sing, marching men,<br>Till the valleys ring again.<br>Give your gladness to earth's keeping,<br>So be glad, when you are sleeping.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354740" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Cast away regret and rue,<br>Think what you are marching to.<br>Little live, great pass.<br>Jesus Christ and Barabbas<br>Were found the same day.<br>This died, that went his way.<br>So sing with joyful breath,<br>For why, you are going to death.<br>Teeming earth will surely store<br>All the gladness that you pour.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354740" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Earth that never doubts nor fears,<br>Earth that knows of death, not tears,<br>Earth that bore with joyful ease<br>Hemlock for Socrates,<br>Earth that blossomed and was glad<br>'Neath the cross that Christ had,<br>Shall rejoice and blossom too<br>When the bullet reaches you.<br>Wherefore, men marching<br>On the road to death, sing!<br>Pour your gladness on earth's head,<br>So be merry, so be dead.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354740" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">From the hills and valleys earth<br>Shouts back the sound of mirth,<br>Tramp of feet and lilt of sing<br>Ringing all the road along.<br>All the music of their going,<br>Ringing swinging glad song-throwing,<br>Earth will echo still, when foot<br>Lies numb and voice mute.<br>On, marching men, on<br>To the gates of death with song.<br>Sow your gladness for earth's reaping,<br>So you may be glad, though sleeping.<br>Strew your gladness on earth's bed,<br>So be merry, so be dead.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Charles+Hamilton+Sorley">Charles Hamilton Sorley</a></strong></div>

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