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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535351" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Corner Stone</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535351" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Sterile these stones<br>By time in ruin laid.<br>Yet many a creeping thing<br>Its haven has made<br>In these least crannies, where falls<br>Dark's dew, and noonday shade.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535351" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The claw of the tender bird<br>Finds lodgment here;<br>Dye-winged butterflies poise;<br>Emmet and beetle steer<br>Their busy course; the bee<br>Drones, laden, near.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535351" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Their myriad-mirrored eyes<br>Great day reflect.<br>By their exquisite farings<br>Is this granite specked;<br>Is trodden to infinite dust;<br>By gnawing lichens decked.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=535351" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Toward what eventual dream<br>Sleeps its cold on,<br>When into ultimate dark<br>These lives shall be gone,<br>And even of man not a shadow remain<br>Of all he has done?</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=Walter+de+la+Mare">Walter de la Mare</a></strong></div>

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