The Statue Poem by Hilaire Belloc

The Statue

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When we are dead, some Hunting-boy will pass
And find a stone half-hidden in tall grass
And grey with age: but having seen that stone
(Which was your image), ride more slowly on.

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Hilaire Belloc

Hilaire Belloc

La Celle-Saint-Cloud
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