<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115326" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To my friend, on his birthday (II)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He who has walked among his fellow-men<br> This life's rough path for threescore years and ten,<br> Bearing for others, on the weary way,<br> The heat and burden of the toilsome day;<br> Sounding the silvery notes of faith and hope<br> Whene'er the weak or the despairing droop;<br> Speaking the words of sympathy and love,<br> Far the wild discords of the world above;<br> Raising the fallen, succoring the opprest---<br> The Holy Graal of unfound good his quest;<br> Holding aloft, a true and blameless Knight,<br> The stainless banner of the Just and Right:<br> He is the Christian hero of to-day,<br> And at his feet my tribute here I lay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Lynch+Botta">Anne Lynch Botta</a> from <i>Poems</i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115326" data-title="To my friend, on his birthday (II) de Anne Lynch Botta" data-description="He who has walked among his fellow-men/ This life's rough path for threescore years and ten,/ Bearing for others, on the weary way,/ The heat and burden of the toilsome day;/ Sounding the silvery notes of faith and hope/ Whene'er the weak or ..."></div> </div> </div>

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