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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540232" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To The Daisy (fourth poem)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sweet Flower! belike one day to have <br>A place upon thy Poet's grave, <br>I welcome thee once more: <br>But He, who was on land, at sea, <br>My Brother, too, in loving thee, <br>Although he loved more silently, <br>Sleeps by his native shore. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah! hopeful, hopeful was the day <br>When to that Ship he bent his way, <br>To govern and to guide: <br>His wish was gained: a little time <br>Would bring him back in manhood's prime <br>And free for life, these hills to climb; <br>With all his wants supplied. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And full of hope day followed day <br>While that stout Ship at anchor lay <br>Beside the shores of Wight; <br>The May had then made all things green; <br>And, floating there, in pomp serene, <br>That Ship was goodly to be seen, <br>His pride and his delight! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet then, when called ashore, he sought <br>The tender peace of rural thought: <br>In more than happy mood <br>To your abodes, bright daisy Flowers! <br>He then would steal at leisure hours, <br>And loved you glittering in your bowers <br>A starry multitude. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But hark the word!--the ship is gone;-- <br>Returns from her long course:--anon <br>Sets sail:--in season due, <br>Once more on English earth they stand: <br>But, when a third time from the land <br>They parted, sorrow was at hand <br>For Him and for his crew. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ill-fated Vessel!--ghastly shock! <br>--At length delivered from the rock, <br>The deep she hath regained; <br>And through the stormy night they steer; <br>Labouring for life, in hope and fear, <br>To reach a safer shore--how near, <br>Yet not to be attained! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Silence!&quot; the brave Commander cried: <br>To that calm word a shriek replied, <br>It was the last death-shriek. <br>--A few (my soul oft sees that sight) <br>Survive upon the tall mast's height; <br>But one dear remnant of the night-- <br>For Him in vain I seek. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Six weeks beneath the moving sea <br>He lay in slumber quietly; <br>Unforced by wind or wave <br>To quit the Ship for which he died, <br>(All claims of duty satisfied;) <br>And there they found him at her side; <br>And bore him to the grave. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Vain service! yet not vainly done <br>For this, if other end were none, <br>That He, who had been cast <br>Upon a way of life unmeet <br>For such a gentle Soul and sweet, <br>Should find an undisturbed retreat <br>Near what he loved, at last-- </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That neighbourhood of grove and field <br>To Him a resting-place should yield, <br>A meek man and a brave! <br>The birds shall sing and ocean make <br>A mournful murmur for 'his' sake; <br>And Thou, sweet Flower, shalt sleep and wake <br>Upon his senseless grave.</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>
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A place upon thy Poet's grave, 
I welcome thee once more: 
But He, who was on land, at sea, 
My Brother, too, in loving thee, 
Although he loved more silently, 
Sleeps by his native shore. 

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