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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396084" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Elegiac Stanzas On The Death Of Sir Peter Parker, Bart.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is a tear for all that die,<br>A mourner o'er the humblest grave;<br>But nations swell the funeral cry,<br>And Triumph weeps above the brave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For them is Sorrow's purest sigh <br>O'er Ocean's heaving bosom sent:<br>In vain their bones unburied lie,<br>All earth becomes their monument!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A tomb is theirs on every page,<br>An epitaph on every tongue:<br>The present hours, the future age,<br>For them bewail, to them belong.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For them the voice of festal mirth<br>Grows hush'd, their name the only sound;<br>While deep Remembrance pours to Worth <br>The goblet's tributary round.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A theme to crowds that knew them not,<br>Lamented by admiring foes,<br>Who would not share their glorious lot?<br>Who would not die the death they chose? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And, gallant Parker! thus enshrined<br>Thy life, thy fall, thy fame shall be;<br>And early valour, glowing, find<br>A model in thy memory.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But there are breasts that bleed with thee<br>In woe, that glory cannot quell;<br>And shuddering hear of victory<br>Where one so dear, so dauntless, fell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where shall they turn to mourn thee less?<br>When cease to hear thy cherish'd name?<br>Time cannot teach forgetfulness <br>While Grief's full heart is fed by Fame.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alas! for them, though not for thee,<br>They cannot choose but weep the more;<br>Deep for the dead the grief must be,<br>Who ne'er gave cause to mourn before. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">October 1814.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Byron">Byron</a><div class=q>
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A mourner o'er the humblest grave;
But nations swell the funeral cry,
And Triumph weeps above the brave.

For them is Sorrow's purest sigh 
O'er Ocean's heaving bosom sent:
In vain their bones unburied lie,
All ea..."></div>
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