<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373492" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>All That I Owe the Fellows of the Grave</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">All that I owe the fellows of the grave<br>And all the dead bequeathed from pale estates<br>Lies in the fortuned bone, the flask of blood,<br>Like senna stirs along the ravaged roots.<br>O all I owe is all the flesh inherits,<br>My fathers' loves that pull upon my nerves,<br>My sisters tears that sing upon my head<br>My brothers' blood that salts my open wounds</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Heir to the scalding veins that hold love's drop,<br>My fallen filled, that had the hint of death,<br>Heir to the telling senses that alone<br>Acquaint the flesh with a remembered itch,<br>I round this heritage as rounds the sun<br>His winy sky, and , as the candles moon,<br>Cast light upon my weather. I am heir<br>To women who have twisted their last smile,<br>To children who were suckled on a plague,<br>To young adorers dying on a kiss.<br>All such disease I doctor in my blood,<br>And all such love's a shrub sown in the breath.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then look, my eyes, upon this bonehead fortune<br>And browse upon the postures of the dead;<br>All night and day I eye the ragged globe<br>Through periscopes rightsighted from the grave;<br>All night and day I wander in these same<br>Wax clothes that wax upon the ageing ribs;<br>All night my fortune slumbers in its sheet.<br>Then look, my heart, upon the scarlet trove,<br>And look, my grain, upon the falling wheat;<br>All night my fortune slumbers in its sheet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dylan+Thomas">Dylan Thomas</a><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=373492" data-title="All That I Owe the Fellows of the Grave de Dylan Thomas" data-description="All that I owe the fellows of the grave And all the dead bequeathed from pale estates Lies in the fortuned bone, the flask of blood, Like senna stirs along the ravaged roots. O all I owe is all the flesh inherits, My fathers' loves that pull upon ..."></div> </div> </div>

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