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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Last Fence</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the last fence looms up, I am ready <br>And I hope when the rails of it crack <br>There'll be nothing in front but the Master, <br>The huntsman, the fox, and the pack; <br>And I hope when fate bids me go under <br>In this last of my manifold spills, <br>That we're riding the line of a hill fox <br>With half a mile start to his hills. <br>I hope that last fence is a stiff one; <br>I hope, for the sake of our name, <br>They may say, ' If the task was beyond them <br>They both of them went at it game! ' <br>And when the white girths flash above me, <br>And darkness comes down on the field, <br>Let them carry me home on a hurdle <br>As the Spartan went home on his shield.<br>And when I am out of the running <br>Let the good men go on with the pack; <br>I would not one comrade should falter, <br>I would not one friend should turn back; <br>And whether it be on the grass-land, <br>The hill-side, the heath or the loam, <br>Let the gallant ones keep going for'ard- <br>The slow ones can carry me home.<br>Let them bury me down in the churchyard, <br>But lay my good horse where he fell; <br>When the ditches are blind in the autumn <br>Some friend may remember and tell, <br>While under the thong of the west wind <br>The day-nettle trembles and stirs: <br>'Twas from here that a horseman undaunted <br>Went Home in his boots and his spurs.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Henry+Ogilvie">William Henry Ogilvie</a><div class=q>
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And I hope when the rails of it crack 
There'll be nothing in front but the Master, 
The huntsman, the fox, and the pack; 
And I hope when fate bids me go under 
In this last of my manifold spills, 
That w..."></div>
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