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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=117713" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Alone</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=117713" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Blessings there are of cradle and of clan,<br> Blessings that fall of priests' and princes' hands;<br> But never blessing full of lives and lands,<br>Broad as the blessing of a lonely man.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=117713" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Though that old king fell from his primal throne,<br> And ate among the cattle, yet this pride<br> Had found him in the deepest grass, and cried<br>An 'Ecce Homo' with the trumpets blown.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=117713" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And no mad tyrant, with almighty ban,<br> Who in strong madness dreams himself divine,<br> But hears through fumes of flattery and of wine<br>The thunder of this blessing name him man.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=117713" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Let all earth rot past saints' and seraphs' plea,<br> Yet shall a Voice cry through its last lost war,<br> 'This is the world, this red wreck of a star,<br>That a man blessed beneath an alder-tree.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=G.K.+Chesterton">G.K. Chesterton</a></strong> from <em><a href="http://sources.citatepedia.com/from.php?a=G.K.+Chesterton&d=The+Wild+Knight+and+Other+Poems">The Wild Knight and Other Poems</a></em></div>