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From '41 to '51I was my folk's contrary sonI bit my father's hand right throughAnd broke my mother's heart in two.
John Masefield
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John Masefield
Age: 88 †
Born: 1878
Born: June 1
Died: 1967
Died: May 12
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County of Herefordshire
John Edward Masefield
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God warms his hands at man's heart when he prays.
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To most of us the future seems unsure. But then it always has been and we who have seen great changes must have great hopes.
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God dropped a spark down into everyone, And if we find and fan it to a blaze, It'll spring up and glow, like--like the sun, And light the wandering out of stony ways.
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His face was filled with broken commandments.
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I have seen dawn and sunset on moors and windy hills Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain.
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And may we find when ended is the page, Death but a tavern on our pilgrimage.
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When the last sea is sailed and last shallow charted, When the last field is reaped and the last harvest stored, When the last fire is out and the last guest departed Grant the last prayer that I pray, Be good to me, O Lord.
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In the dark room where I began My mother's life made me a man. Through all the months of human birth Her beauty fed my common earth. I cannot see, nor breathe, nor stir, But through the death of some of her.
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Man's body is faulty, his mind untrustworthy, but his imagination has made him remarkable.
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So death obscures your gentle form, So memory strives to make the darkness bright And, in that heap of rocks, your body lies, Part of the island till the planet ends, My gentle comrade, beautiful and wise, Part of this crag this bitter surge offends, While I, who pass, a little obscure thing, War with this force, and breathe, and am its king.
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When Life knocks at the door no one can wait, When Death makes his arrest we have to go.
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The distant soul can shake the distant friend's soul and make the longing felt, over untold miles.
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Most roads lead men homewards, My road leads me forth
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Off Cape Horn there are but two kinds of weather, neither one of them a pleasant kind.
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Commonplace people dislike tragedy because they dare not suffer and cannot exult.
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Man cannot call the brimming instant back Time's an affair of instants spun to days If man must make an instant gold, or black, Let him, he may but Time must go his ways. Life may be duller for an instant's blaze. Life's an affair of instants spun to years, Instants are only cause of all these tears.
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The luck will alter and the star will rise.
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Only the road and the dawn, the sun, the wind, and the rain, And the watch fire under stars, and sleep, and the road again.
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It ought to have gangsters, and aeroplanes and a lot of automatic pistols.
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The social states of human kinds Are made by multitudes of minds, And after multitudes of years A little human growth appears Worth having, even to the soul Who sees most plain it's not the whole.
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