<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511064" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Palace</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">1902</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>When I was a King and a Mason - a Master proven and skilled -<br>I cleared me ground for a Palace such as a King should build.<br>I decreed and dug down to my levels. Presently, under the silt,<br>I came on the wreck of a Palace such as a King had built.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was no worth in the fashion - there was no wit in the plan -<br>Hither and thither, aimless, the ruined footings ran -<br>Masonry, brute, mishandled, but carven on every stone:<br>'After me cometh a Builder. Tell him, I too have known.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Swift to my use in my trenches, where my well-planned ground-works grew,<br>I tumbled his quoins and his ashlars, and cut and reset them anew.<br>Lime I milled of his marbles; burned it, slacked it, and spread; <br>Taking and leaving at pleasure the gifts of the humble dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet I despised not nor gloried; yet, as we wrenched them apart,<br>I read in the razed foundations the heart of that builder's heart.<br>As he had risen and pleaded, so did I understand<br>The form of the dream he had followed in the face of the thing he had planned.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">* * * * *</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I was a King and a Mason - in the open noon of my pride,<br>They sent me a Word from the Darkness. They whispered and called me aside.<br>They said - 'The end is forbidden.' They said - 'Thy use is fulfilled.<br>'Thy Palace shall stand as that other's - the spoil of a King who shall build.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I called my men from my trenches, my quarries, my wharves, and my sheers.<br>All I had wrought I abandoned to the faith of the faithless years.<br>Only I cut on the timber - only I carved on the stone:<br>'After me cometh a Builder. Tell him, I too have known! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rudyard+Kipling">Rudyard Kipling</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=511064" data-title="The Palace de Rudyard Kipling" data-description="1902 When I was a King and a Mason - a Master proven and skilled - I cleared me ground for a Palace such as a King should build. I decreed and dug down to my levels. Presently, under the silt, I came on the wreck of a Palace such as a King had b..."></div> </div> </div>

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