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Paterfamilias For Eldon Edge An empty chair beside the fireplace waits, And lamplight falls upon an open book, Pen, pocketknife, keys for the pasture gates, Dad’s barn coat hanging from its accustomed hook. But he will not return; his duties now Transcend the mists of the pale world we know, And you in grief must carry on, somehow; Your duty is here, for God will have it so The good man takes that chair reluctantly; It is a throne of sorts, and one imposed, Not taken as a prize, triumphantly, But in love’s service, and in love disposed. An empty chair beside the fireplace waits For you, whom doleful duty consecrates.
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Sep 18, 2017
Sep 18, 2017 at 4:01 PM UTC
Paterfamilias - On the Death of a Friend's Father
Paterfamilias For Eldon Edge An empty chair beside the fireplace waits, And lamplight falls upon an open book, Pen, pocketknife, keys for the pasture gates, Dad’s barn coat hanging from its accustomed hook. But he will not return; his duties now Transcend the mists of the pale world we know, And you in grief must carry on, somehow; Your duty is here, for God will have it so The good man takes that chair reluctantly; It is a throne of sorts, and one imposed, Not taken as a prize, triumphantly, But in love’s service, and in love disposed. An empty chair beside the fireplace waits For you, whom doleful duty consecrates.
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lawrence-hall
Sep 18, 2017
Sep 18, 2017 at 4:01 PM UTC
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