(November 6th, 1886)
With speechless lips and solemn tread
They brought the Lawyer-Statesman home:
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One of the best poems by Sir Henry Parkes.........................
But what avails the pride of place, Or winged chariot rolling past? He heeds not now who wins the race, Alike to him the first or last.
A profound write with an edge of spirituality and claiming that death is the great agent that makes every one equal. A great classic poem.