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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Funeral</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The village lay in silence<br>As I lounged there, on the hill, <br>The grass so soft and evergreen, <br>The flowers, petalled still, <br>The morning sun shone brightly<br>As I lay, without a care, <br>And watched the village come awake, <br>I watched the village stir.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The baker with his basket<br>Dropping off each loaf of bread, <br>The milkman chinking bottles<br>As the wives stirred from their bed, <br>The countrymen at breakfast<br>Peering out to greet the day, <br>The cock had crowed just once that morn, <br>The fox had had its way.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Then later on that morning<br>I could hear the church bell toll, <br>And the mourners, dressed in black<br>Filed out, the widow in her shawl, <br>Her walk seemed so familiar, <br>I guessed it was a friend, <br>And pondered on this life of ours, <br>How soon it seemed to end.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The bearers soon appeared, heads bowed, <br>The coffin seemed so slight, <br>To carry all those hopes and dreams<br>Toward that final night, <br>They led the whole procession<br>At a stately, regal pace, <br>Toward the path up on the hill<br>Where God would lend him grace.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They weaved and turned along the track<br>Where lay the cemetery, <br>I stood as they approached, I saw<br>They'd have to pass by me, <br>But then the vicar halted as<br>He came into my view, <br>I asked: ‘Who is the fallen one? '<br>He said: ‘We come for you! '</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365936" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">12 August,2012</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=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a></strong></div>

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