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by Bubbles » Tue, 04 Apr 2006 7:25 am
I love that speech Mary, and even though I'm not sure what your thoughts were on posting it, I'm taking it as an 'Inspirational writing' post....here's one of many of mine, a poem...a little bit of a sad subject, but the bold in the last verse says it all, really...(but we don't, do we?)
Fare Well
When I lie where shades of darkness
Shall no more assail mine eyes,
Nor the rain make lamentation
When the wind sighs;
How will fare the world whose wonder
Was the very proof of me?
Memory fades, must the remembered
Perishing be?
Oh, when this my dust surrenders
Hand, foot, lip, to dust again,
May these loved and loving faces
Please other men!
May the rusting harvest hedgerow
Still the Traveller's Joy entwine,
And as happy children gather
Posies once mine.
Look thy last on all things lovely,
Every hour. Let no night
Seal thy sense in deathly slumber
Till to delight
Thou have paid thy utmost blessing;
Since that all things thou wouldst praise
Beauty took from those who loved them
In other days.
Walter de la Mare
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Dylan Thomas.