<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529155" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Henry Howard Brownell</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">They never crowned him, never dreamed his worth, <br>And let him go unlaurelled to the grave: <br>Hereafter there are guerdons for the brave, <br>Roses for martyrs who wear thorns on earth, <br>Balms for bruised hearts that languish in the dearth <br>Of human love. So let the grasses wave <br>Above him nameless. Little did he crave <br>Men's praises: modestly, with kindly mirth, <br>Not sad nor bitter, he accepted fate -- <br>Drank deep of life, knew books, and hearts of men, <br>Cities and camps, and war's immortal woe, <br>Yet bore through all (such virtue in him sate <br>His spirit is not whiter now than then) <br>A simple, loyal nature, pure as snow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Bailey+Aldrich">Thomas Bailey Aldrich</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=529155" data-title="Henry Howard Brownell de Thomas Bailey Aldrich" data-description="They never crowned him, never dreamed his worth, And let him go unlaurelled to the grave: Hereafter there are guerdons for the brave, Roses for martyrs who wear thorns on earth, Balms for bruised hearts that languish in the dearth Of human lo..."></div> </div> </div>

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