<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420503" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>George L. Stearns</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He has done the work of a true man,--<br>Crown him, honor him, love him.<br>Weep, over him, tears of woman,<br>Stoop manliest brows above him!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O dusky mothers and daughters,<br>Vigils of mourning keep for him!<br>Up in the mountains, and down by the waters,<br>Lift up your voices and weep for him,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For the warmest of hearts is frozen,<br>The freest of hands is still;<br>And the gap in our picked and chosen<br>The long years may not fill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No duty could overtask him,<br>No need his will outrun;<br>Or ever our lips could ask him,<br>His hands the work had done.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He forgot his own soul for others,<br>Himself to his neighbor lending;<br>He found the Lord in his suffering brothers,<br>And not in the clouds descending.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So the bed was sweet to die on,<br>Whence he saw the doors wide swung<br>Against whose bolted iron<br>The strength of his life was flung.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And he saw ere his eye was darkened<br>The sheaves of the harvest-bringing,<br>And knew while his ear yet hearkened<br>The voice of the reapers singing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, well! The world is discreet;<br>There are plenty to pause and wait;<br>But here was a man who set his feet<br>Sometimes in advance of fate;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Plucked off the old bark when the inner<br>Was slow to renew it,<br>And put to the Lord's work the sinner<br>When saints failed to do it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Never rode to the wrong's redressing<br>A worthier paladin.<br>Shall he not hear the blessing,<br>'Good and faithful, enter in!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Greenleaf+Whittier">John Greenleaf Whittier</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=420503" data-title="George L. Stearns de John Greenleaf Whittier" data-description="He has done the work of a true man,-- Crown him, honor him, love him. Weep, over him, tears of woman, Stoop manliest brows above him! O dusky mothers and daughters, Vigils of mourning keep for him! Up in the mountains, and down by the waters, Lif..."></div> </div> </div>

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