<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540007" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Grieved For Buonaparte</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I GRIEVED for Buonaparte, with a vain<br>And an unthinking grief! The tenderest mood<br>Of that Man's mind--what can it be? what food<br>Fed his first hopes? what knowledge could 'he' gain?<br>'Tis not in battles that from youth we train<br>The Governor who must be wise and good,<br>And temper with the sternness of the brain<br>Thoughts motherly, and meek as womanhood.<br>Wisdom doth live with children round her knees:<br>Books, leisure, perfect freedom, and the talk <br>Man holds with week-day man in the hourly walk<br>Of the mind's business: these are the degrees<br>By which true Sway doth mount; this is the stalk<br>True Power doth grow on; and her rights are these.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Wordsworth">William Wordsworth</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=540007" data-title="I Grieved For Buonaparte de William Wordsworth" data-description="I GRIEVED for Buonaparte, with a vain And an unthinking grief! The tenderest mood Of that Man's mind--what can it be? what food Fed his first hopes? what knowledge could 'he' gain? 'Tis not in battles that from youth we train The Governor who must..."></div> </div> </div>

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