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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421319" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>War</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421319" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421319" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The beast exultant spreads the nostril wide,<br>Snuffing a sickly hate-enkindling scent;<br>Proud of his rage, on sudden carnage bent,<br>He leaps, and flings the helpless guard aside.<br>Again, again the hills are gapped and dyed,<br>Again the hearts of waiting women spent.<br>Is there no cooler pathway to content?<br>Can we not heal the insanity of pride?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421319" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Silence the crackle and thunder of battling guns,<br>And drive your men to strategy of peace;<br>Crush ere its birth the hell-begotten crime;<br>Still there's a war that no true warrior shuns,<br>That knows no mercy, looks for no surcease,<br>But ghastlier battles, victories more sublime.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421319" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">II.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421319" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Envy has slid in silence to its hole,<br>And Peace is basking where the workers meet,<br>And fire has purged the fever of the street<br>Where raucous tradesmen grinned and gave and stole.<br>Yet louder now the tides of battle roll,<br>With cheer or sob of charge or stern retreat,<br>And sullen thud and rumble of cannon beat<br>About the heights and passes of the soul.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421319" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Not only that amid the hush we hear<br>The sounds that once were blurred by market cries,<br>Or classes wrangling in affairs of state:<br>But forces now set free from sordid fear<br>No longer work as Mammon's murdering spies,<br>But storm the very citadels of hate.</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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