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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=417991" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Burial of Sir John Mackenzie</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(1901) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They played him home to the House of Stones <br> All the way, all the way, <br>To his grave in the sound of the winter sea: <br> The sky was dour, the sky was gray. <br>They played him home with the chieftain's dirge, <br>Till the wail was wed to the rolling surge, <br>They played him home with a sorrowful will <br>To his grave at the foot of the Holy Hill <br> And the pipes went mourning all the way. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Strong hands that had struck for right <br> All the day, all the day, <br>Folded now in the dark of earth, <br> Veiled dawn of the upper way! <br>Strong hands that struck with his <br>From days that were to the day that is <br>Carry him now from the house of woe <br>To ride the way the Chief must go: <br> And his peers went mourning all the way. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Son and brother at his right hand <br> All the way, all the way! <br>And O for them and O for her <br> Who stayed within, the dowie day! <br>Son and brother and near of kin <br>Go out with the chief who never comes in! <br>And of all who loved him far and near <br>'Twas the nearest most who held him dear -- <br> And his kin went mourning all the way! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The clan went on with the pipes before <br> All the way, all the way; <br>A wider clan than ever he knew <br> Followed him home that dowie day. <br>And who were they of the wider clan? <br>The landless man and the no man's man, <br>The man that lacked and the man unlearned, <br>The man that lived but as he earned -- <br> And the clan went mourning all the way. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The heart of New Zealand went beside <br> All the way, all the way, <br>To the resting-place of her Highland Chief; <br> Much she thought she could not say; <br>He found her a land of many domains, <br>Maiden forest and fallow plains -- <br>He left her a land of many homes, <br>The pearl of the world where the sea wind roams, <br> And New Zealand went mourning all the way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jessie+Mackay">Jessie Mackay</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=417991" data-title="The Burial of Sir John Mackenzie de Jessie Mackay" data-description="(1901) They played him home to the House of Stones All the way, all the way, To his grave in the sound of the winter sea: The sky was dour, the sky was gray. They played him home with the chieftain's dirge..."></div> </div> </div>
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