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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511189" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Wilful Missing</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(Deserters)<br> There is a world outside the one you know,<br> To which for curiousness 'Ell can't compare--<br> It is the place where &quot;wilful-missings&quot; go,<br> As we can testify, for we are there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> You may 'ave read a bullet laid us low,<br> That we was gathered in &quot;with reverent care&quot;<br> And buried proper. But it was not so,<br> As we can testify --for we are there!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They can't be certain--faces alter so<br> After the old aasvogel 'ad 'is share.<br>The uniform's the mark by which they go--<br> And--ain't it odd?--the one we best can spare.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We might 'ave seen our chance to cut the show--<br> Name, number, record, an 'begin elsewhere--<br>Leaven'' some not too late-lamented foe<br> One funeral-private-British-for 'is share.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We may 'ave took it yonder in the Low<br> Bush-veldt that sends men stragglin' 'unaware<br>Among the Kaffirs, till their columns go,<br> An 'they are left past call or count or care.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We might 'ave been your lovers long ago,<br> 'Usbands or children--comfort or despair.<br>Our death (an' burial) settles all we owe,<br> An' why we done it is our own affair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Marry again, and we will not say no,<br> Nor come to barstardise the kids you bear.<br>Wait on in 'ope--you've all your life below<br> Before you'll ever 'ear us on the stair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is no need to give our reasons, though<br> Gawd knows we all 'ad reasons which were fair;<br>But other people might not judge 'em so--<br> And now it doesn't matter what they were.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What man can weigh or size another's woe:<br> There are some things too bitter 'ard to bear.<br>Suffice it we 'ave finished--Domino!<br> As we can testify, for we are there,<br>In the side-world where &quot;wilful-missings &quot; go.</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>
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 There is a world outside the one you know,
 To which for curiousness 'Ell can't compare--
 It is the place where &quot;wilful-missings&quot; go,
 As we can testify, for we are there.

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