<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455376" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Born Brothers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Equality is absolute or no. <br>Nothing between can stand. We are the sons <br>Of the same sire, or madness breaks and runs <br>Through the rude world. Ridiculous our woe <br>If single pity does not love it. So <br>Our separate fathers love us. No man shuns <br>His poorest child's embrace. We are the sons <br>Of such, or ground and sky are soon to go. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nor do born brothers judge, as good or ill, <br>Their being. Each consents and is the same, <br>Or suddenly sweet winds turn into flame <br>And floods are on us--fire, earth, water, air <br>All hideously parted, as his will <br>Withdraws, no longer fatherly and there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mark+Van+Doren">Mark Van Doren</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=455376" data-title="Born Brothers de Mark Van Doren" data-description="Equality is absolute or no. Nothing between can stand. We are the sons Of the same sire, or madness breaks and runs Through the rude world. Ridiculous our woe If single pity does not love it. So Our separate fathers love us. No man shuns His..."></div> </div> </div>

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