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The dawn leads on another day…

David Alexander-Sinclair of Freswick

2nd may 1927 – 7th February 2014

Fear no more the heat o’ th’ sun
    Nor the furious winter’s rages;
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
    Home art gone and ta’en thy wages.
Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.

Fear no more the frown o’ th’ great;
    Thou art past the tyrant’s stroke.
Care no more to clothe and eat;
    To thee the reed is as the oak.
The sceptre, learning, physic, must
All follow this and come to dust. 

Shakespeare. Cymbeline Act IV. Scene III

6 Comments Post a comment
  1. Mark Friedberger #

    Served with your Dad in the army in Cyprus. His illness cut short a career that would have placed him the head of the army. I knew your Mum’s family in the old days when they lived in East Haddon. It’s great that you went back to South Northants and are contributing so much to making the garden scene there so lively. I understand that you are now working on the garden at Hollowell–this was my home from 1941 until we sold the place in 1976 after my mother died. Perhaps when you are finished you will put some pictures on your website of the changes you have made.

    October 7, 2014
  2. Arabella Sock #

    I just saw a picture of you at the NGS meeting and was struck by the resemblance to your father. A handsome man who is not dust but lives on through you.

    April 4, 2014
  3. Lucy #

    My condolences, what a wonderful poem.

    April 3, 2014
  4. brotchie #

    Just saw this today & if I could think of the right words would write them. But I’m afraid you will have to make do with the thought.

    March 10, 2014
  5. Joyce Morris #

    Many, many condolences . The Shakespeare is both wonderful and perfect.

    March 2, 2014
  6. I’m sorry to hear of your loss.

    February 28, 2014

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