<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537537" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Epitaph</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here lies one who never drew<br>Blood himself, yet many slew;<br>Gave the gun its aim, and figure<br>Made in field, yet ne'er pulled trigger.<br>Armed men have gladly made<br>Him their guide, and him obeyed;<br>At his signified desire,<br>Would advance, present, and fire.<br>Stout he was, and large of limb,<br>Scores have fled at sight of him;<br>And to all his fame he rose<br>Only following his nose.<br>Neptune was he called; not he<br>Who controls the boisterous sea.<br>But of happier command,<br>Neptune of the furrowed land;<br>And, your wonder vain to shorten,<br>Pointer to Sir John Throckmorton.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Cowper">William Cowper</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=537537" data-title="An Epitaph de William Cowper" data-description="Here lies one who never drew Blood himself, yet many slew; Gave the gun its aim, and figure Made in field, yet ne'er pulled trigger. Armed men have gladly made Him their guide, and him obeyed; At his signified desire, Would advance, present, and f..."></div> </div> </div>

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