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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538187" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In The Waste Hour</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the waste hour<br>Between to-day and yesterday<br>We watched, while on my arm -<br>Living flesh of her flesh, bone of her bone -<br>Dabbled in sweat the sacred head<br>Lay uncomplaining, still, contemptuous, strange:<br>Till the dear face turned dead,<br>And to a sound of lamentation<br>The good, heroic soul with all its wealth -<br>Its sixty years of love and sacrifice,<br>Suffering and passionate faith--was reabsorbed<br>In the inexorable Peace,<br>And life was changed to us for evermore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Was nothing left of her but tears<br>Like blood-drops from the heart?<br>Nought save remorse<br>For duty unfulfilled, justice undone,<br>And charity ignored? Nothing but love,<br>Forgiveness, reconcilement, where in truth,<br>But for this passing<br>Into the unimaginable abyss<br>These things had never been?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nay, there were we,<br>Her five strong sons!<br>To her Death came--the great Deliverer came! -<br>As equal comes to equal, throne to throne.<br>She was a mother of men.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The stars shine as of old. The unchanging River,<br>Bent on his errand of immortal law,<br>Works his appointed way<br>To the immemorial sea.<br>And the brave truth comes overwhelmingly home:-<br>That she in us yet works and shines,<br>Lives and fulfils herself,<br>Unending as the river and the stars.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dearest, live on<br>In such an immortality<br>As we thy sons,<br>Born of thy body and nursed<br>At those wild, faithful breasts,<br>Can give--of generous thoughts,<br>And honourable words, and deeds<br>That make men half in love with fate!<br>Live on, O brave and true,<br>In us thy children, in ours whose life is thine -<br>Our best and theirs! What is that best but thee -<br>Thee, and thy gift to us, to pass<br>Like light along the infinite of space<br>To the immitigable end?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Between the river and the stars,<br>O royal and radiant soul,<br>Thou dost return, thine influences return<br>Upon thy children as in life, and death<br>Turns stingless! What is Death<br>But Life in act? How should the Unteeming Grave<br>Be victor over thee,<br>Mother, a mother of men?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Ernest+Henley">William Ernest Henley</a><div class=q>
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Between to-day and yesterday
We watched, while on my arm -
Living flesh of her flesh, bone of her bone -
Dabbled in sweat the sacred head
Lay uncomplaining, still, contemptuous, strange:
Till the dear face turned dead,
And to a s..."></div>
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