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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532727" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sweet Briars of the Stairways</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532727" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We are happy all the time <br>Even when we fight: <br>Sweet briars of the stairways, <br>Gay fairies of the grime; <br>We, who are playing to-night.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532727" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">"Our feet are in the gutters, <br>Our eyes are sore with dust, <br>But still our eyes are bright. <br>The wide street roars and mutters — <br>We know it works because it must — <br>We, who are playing to-night!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532727" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">"Dirt is everlasting. — We never, never fear it. <br>Toil is never ceasing. — We will play until we near it. <br>Tears are never ending. — When once real tears have come; </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532727" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">"When we see our people as they are — <br>Our fathers — broken, dumb — </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=532727" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Our mothers — broken, dumb — <br>The weariest of women and of men; <br>Ah — then our eyes will lose their light — <br>Then we will never play again — <br>We, who are playing to-night."</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=Vachel+Lindsay">Vachel Lindsay</a></strong></div>