<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419577" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dead Boy</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The little cousin is dead, by foul subtraction,<br>A green bough from Virginia's aged tree,<br>And none of the county kin like the transaction,<br>Nor some of the world of outer dark, like me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A boy not beautiful, nor good, nor clever,<br>A black cloud full of storms too hot for keeping,<br>A sword beneath his mother's heart—yet never<br>Woman bewept her babe as this is weeping.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A pig with a pasty face, so I had said,<br>Squealing for cookies, kinned by poor pretense<br>With a noble house. But the little man quite dead,<br>I see the forbears' antique lineaments.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The elder men have strode by the box of death<br>To the wide flag porch, and muttering low send round<br>The bruit of the day. O friendly waste of breath!<br>Their hearts are hurt with a deep dynastic wound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was pale and little, the foolish neighbors say;<br>The first-fruits, saith the Preacher, the Lord hath taken;<br>But this was the old tree's late branch wrenched away,<br>Grieving the sapless limbs, the short and shaken.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Crowe+Ransom">John Crowe Ransom</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=419577" data-title="Dead Boy de John Crowe Ransom" data-description="The little cousin is dead, by foul subtraction, A green bough from Virginia's aged tree, And none of the county kin like the transaction, Nor some of the world of outer dark, like me. A boy not beautiful, nor good, nor clever, A black cloud full ..."></div> </div> </div>

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