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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421288" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Carillon</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421288" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Alone<br>I sit in the dusk and see<br>Surely the living faces, dear to me,<br>Of comrades who have thrown<br>All that they had, the fruit of all desire,<br>Upon an altar fire.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421288" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They heard,<br>Above all clamour of the crowd,<br>The music of their own hearts throbbing loud<br>Until the air was stirred<br>Into a summoning harmony; and so<br>We saw them rise, and go.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421288" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The sound,<br>That love set ringing in those years<br>Of agony, exultation, voiceless fears,<br>And hopes now underground,<br>Shall not be silenced; it is thrilling yet,<br>And we shall not forget.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421288" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But clear<br>The mellow tone of mingled notes,<br>Triumph and sorrow made one spirit, floats<br>To my prophetic ear;<br>That is their music echoing, echoing still<br>From our remembering hill.</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=John+Le+Gay+Brereton">John Le Gay Brereton</a></strong></div>

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