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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460239" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>T h e R e m e m b r a n c e r s</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">and it’s difficult to say exactly<br>what they do, or<br>how useful that task really is</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for like the ideal rulers<br>of ancient China, <br>the better they do their job, <br>the less we notice that</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you could say, they are<br>remembrancers: <br>they hold memories for millions of people: <br>they remember people, good people, poor people, <br>and honour them as we should wish to honour them; <br>they remember heroes and the dead; <br>they remember history; and how<br>things used to be done, when they were done well; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is their duty, over a whole lifetime, <br>to remember what is so deep in all our hearts<br>that we have forgotten that we know it; <br>that we could hardly express it; <br>yet, as those stories of every nation tell, <br>as King Arthur is said to arise from the sleeping soul<br>in times of need – this is what they remember for us; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">they remember what it means to be a nation<br>when others have forgotten<br>but as they have no executive power<br>they can only advise and consent<br>when asked</div><div style="margin:10px 0">they draw to themselves, good and wise people<br>who help them to remember<br>to remember for the rest of us</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and such is the mystery of what they really do<br>that we laugh about their private lives<br>over our morning newspapers<br>while they set out for another day<br>full of official engagements<br>of being seen to remember something<br>and we remember having seen them<br>and how we waved our flags and gave them flowers<br>but may or may not sense<br>what they remember for us</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and as they move around, <br>in and out of cars and sometimes planes each day<br>receiving flowers from children awed by the moment, <br>shaking hands, receiving in a few seconds our clumsy response, <br>respect; admiration; recognition for duty done; even, love; <br>they must remember all that is unspoken, unformulated, <br>in those clumsy moments of the heart and soul<br>and that great mind which makes of human beings<br>families, tribes, nations, humanity<br>in those we walk with, through our life</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for memory is not visible<br>and what they hold for us, we seldom think about<br>and we shall never know how much we owe to them<br>unless they were no longer here for us</div><div style="margin:10px 0">they are sometimes called to be called kings and queens<br>and some are great, <br>born great, achieving greatness, or greatness thrust upon them<br>in the holy oil with which status is anointed; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but our gratitude is seldom shown<br>until their jubilee, <br>or in time of war<br>or at their funeral<br>when we, wearing black, <br>may celebrate their life, their light, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the remembrancers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q>
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for like the ideal rulers
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the better they do their job, 
the less we notice that

you could say, they are
remembrancers: 
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