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James and Mary Ford, eds.  Every Day in the Year.  1902.
December 27
Charles Lamb
By Pakenham Beatty (1855–1930)
(Died December 27, 1834)

THOUGH our great love a little wrong his fame,
And seeing him with such familiar eyes
We say “how kind” more often than “how wise,”
Such is the simple reverence he would claim;
He would not have us call him by a name        5
Higher than that of friend,—yet by this grave
We feel the saint not pure, nor hero brave,
And all the martyr’s patience put to shame.
Brother, we leave thee by thy sister’s side;
Whom such a love bound let not death divide!        10

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