<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392168" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Karl Marx</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">NOT for the thought that burns on keen and clear,<br>Heat that the heat has turned from red to white,<br>The passion of the lone remembering night<br>One with the patience day must see and hear —<br>Not for the shafts the lying foemen fear,<br>Shot from the soul's intense self-centring light —<br>But for the heart of love divine and bright,<br>We praise you, worker, thinker, poet, seer!<br>Man of the People — faithful in all parts,<br>The veins' last drop, the brain's last flickering dole,<br>You on whose forehead beams the aureole<br>That hope and 'certain hope' alone imparts —<br>Us have you given your perfect heart and soul;<br>Wherefore receive as yours our souls and hearts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+William+Lauderdale+Adams">Francis William Lauderdale Adams</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=392168" data-title="To Karl Marx de Francis William Lauderdale Adams" data-description="NOT for the thought that burns on keen and clear, Heat that the heat has turned from red to white, The passion of the lone remembering night One with the patience day must see and hear — Not for the shafts the lying foemen fear, Shot from the so..."></div> </div> </div>

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