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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508776" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Lark</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508776" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">From wrath-red dawn to wrath-red dawn,<br> The guns have brayed without abate;<br>And now the sick sun looks upon<br> The bleared, blood-boltered fields of hate<br>As if it loathed to rise again.<br> How strange the hush! Yet sudden, hark!<br>From yon down-trodden gold of grain,<br> The leaping rapture of a lark.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508776" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A fusillade of melody,<br> That sprays us from yon trench of sky;<br>A new amazing enemy<br> We cannot silence though we try;<br>A battery on radiant wings,<br> That from yon gap of golden fleece<br>Hurls at us hopes of such strange things<br> As joy and home and love and peace.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=508776" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Pure heart of song! do you not know<br> That we are making earth a hell?<br>Or is it that you try to show<br> Life still is joy and all is well?<br>Brave little wings! Ah, not in vain<br> You beat into that bit of blue:<br>Lo! we who pant in war's red rain<br> Lift shining eyes, see Heaven too.</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=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a></strong></div>

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