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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. I have read so many articles or reviews concerning the blogger lovers except this piece of writing is genuinely a good piece of writing, keep it up.

    July 12, 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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