Here lies a clerk who half his life had spent
Toiling at ledgers in a city grey,
Thinking that so his days would drift away
With no lance broken in life’s tournament:
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i think everyone does the same. hope and try to gain.its all the time a battle for we all clerk, as poet herbet has written in his poem.
We do each dream of glory, each in our own way and it is pleasant to see a poet which the courage to divulge this and the skill to make it so poetically beautiful.