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“...less valued than the rooting swine whose
carcass would at least make food for living men.
The lordling dies, and with much pomp and ceremonial
mummery is laid awayand all posterity recks not that he
lived.
The warrior dies, and, truly in his case, The path of glory
leads but to the grave.
The politician dies, and all his cunning tricks and vulgar
play at what he deems great statesmanship, availeth not to
make his name immortal; een though the fool has had it
carved in stone on public edifice or shaft, he is as dead as is
the stone itself.
The king dies, and if the thing he stands for still survives,
some lackey, to another figurehead bows low, and, rising,
cries aloud: Long live the King!
The great financial master dies, and though with pharisaic
glee and much pretence, and gifts galore from his ill-gotten
gains, he has besought the world to place his name upon the
list of those who loved mankind, bis passing off amounts to...”
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