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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=510930" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Burial</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=510930" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">C. F. Rhodes, buried in the Matoppos, April 10, 1902</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=510930" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>When that great Kings return to clay,<br>Or Emperors in their pride,<br>Grief of a day shall fill a day,<br>Because its creature died.<br>But we -- we reckon not with those<br>Whom the mere Fates ordain,<br>This Power that wrought on us and goes<br>Back to the Power again.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=510930" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Dreamer devout, by vision led<br>Beyond our guess or reach,<br>The travail of his spirit bred<br>Cities in place of speech.<br>So huge the all-mastering thought that drove --<br>So brief the term allowed --<br>Nations, not words, he linked to prove<br>His faith before the crowd.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=510930" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">It is his will that he look forth<br>Across the world he won --<br>The granite of the ancient North --<br>Great spaces washed with sun.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=510930" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">There shall he patient take his seat<br>(As when the Death he dared),<br>And there await a people's feet<br>In the paths that he prepared.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=510930" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">There, till the vision he foresaw<br>Splendid and whole arise,<br>And unimagined Empires draw<br>To council 'neath his skies,<br>The immense and brooding Spirit still<br>Shall quicken and control.<br>Living he was the land, and dead,<br>His soul shall be her soul!</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=Rudyard+Kipling">Rudyard Kipling</a></strong></div>

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