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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540244" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tribute To The Memory Of The Same Dog</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">LIE here, without a record of thy worth,<br>Beneath a covering of the common earth!<br>It is not from unwillingness to praise,<br>Or want of love, that here no Stone we raise;<br>More thou deserv'st; but 'this' man gives to man,<br>Brother to brother, 'this' is all we can.<br>Yet they to whom thy virtues made thee dear<br>Shall find thee through all changes of the year:<br>This Oak points out thy grave; the silent tree<br>Will gladly stand a monument of thee. <br>We grieved for thee, and wished thy end were past;<br>And willingly have laid thee here at last:<br>For thou hadst lived till everything that cheers<br>In thee had yielded to the weight of years;<br>Extreme old age had wasted thee away,<br>And left thee but a glimmering of the day;<br>Thy ears were deaf, and feeble were thy knees,--<br>I saw thee stagger in the summer breeze,<br>Too weak to stand against its sportive breath,<br>And ready for the gentlest stroke of death. <br>It came, and we were glad; yet tears were shed;<br>Both man and woman wept when thou wert dead;<br>Not only for a thousand thoughts that were,<br>Old household thoughts, in which thou hadst thy share;<br>But for some precious boons vouchsafed to thee,<br>Found scarcely anywhere in like degree!<br>For love, that comes wherever life and sense<br>Are given by God, in thee was most intense;<br>A chain of heart, a feeling of the mind,<br>A tender sympathy, which did thee bind <br>Not only to us Men, but to thy Kind:<br>Yea, for thy fellow-brutes in thee we saw<br>A soul of love, love's intellectual law:--<br>Hence, if we wept, it was not done in shame;<br>Our tears from passion and from reason came,<br>And, therefore, shalt thou be an honoured name!</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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Beneath a covering of the common earth!
It is not from unwillingness to praise,
Or want of love, that here no Stone we raise;
More thou deserv'st; but 'this' man gives to man,
Brother to brother, 'this' is ..."></div>
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