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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396987" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Division Of An Estate</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It well bespeaks a man beheaded, quite <br>Divested of the laurel robe of life, <br>When every member struggles for its base, <br>The head; the power of order now recedes, <br>Unheeded efforts rise on every side, <br>With dull emotion rolling through the brain <br>Of apprehending slaves. The flocks and herds, <br>In sad confusion, now run to and fro, <br>And seem to ask, distressed, the reason why <br>That they are thus prostrated. Howl, ye dogs! <br>Ye cattle, low! ye sheep, astonish'd, bleat! <br>Ye bristling swine, trudge squealing through the glades, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Void of an owner to impart your food! <br>Sad horses, lift your heads and neigh aloud, <br>And caper frantic from the dismal scene; <br>Mow the last food upon your grass-clad lea, <br>And leave a solitary home behind, <br>In hopeless widowhood no longer gay! <br>The trav'ling sun of gain his journey ends <br>In unavailing pain; he sets with tears; <br>A king sequester'd sinking from his throne, <br>Succeeded by a train of busy friends, <br>Like stars which rise with smiles, to mark the flight <br>Of awful Phoebus to another world; <br>Stars after stars in fleet succession rise <br>Into the wide empire of fortune clear, <br>Regardless of the donor of their lamps, <br>Like heirs forgetful of parental care, <br>Without a grateful smile or filial tear, <br>Redound in rev'rence to expiring age. <br>But soon parental benediction flies <br>Like vivid meteors; in a moment gone, <br>As though they ne'er had been. But O! the state, <br>The dark suspense in which poor vassals stand, <br>Each mind upon the spire of chance hangs fluctuant; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The day of separation is at hand; <br>Imagination lifts her gloomy curtains, <br>Like ev'ning's mantle at the flight of day, <br>Thro' which the trembling pinnacle we spy, <br>On which we soon must stand with hopeful smiles, <br>Or apprehending frowns; to tumble on <br>The right or left forever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Moses+Horton">George Moses Horton</a><div class=q>
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Divested of the laurel robe of life, 
When every member struggles for its base, 
The head; the power of order now recedes, 
Unheeded efforts rise on every side, 
With dull emotion rolling through the brain 
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