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The Noble
Contributed by
scott
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Monday, 3rd March 2008 @ 01:05:56 AM in AEST
Topic:
didactic
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To those born of great privilege, that they be mindful of mortality.
Four years of private tutors
To learn to read and spell,
His father paid a mighty bill
That his son might be taught well.
Eight years of English boarding school
A kingly sum for every term,
But the teachers were the finest
And the discipline was firm.
Four years at Academy,
A small fortune for each class
Bought him a noble uniform
With gold epaulets and brass.
Now it’s all a horrid irony
As the casket bears him hence;
A peasant soldier shot him
With a ball worth just a pence
Copyright ©
scott
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2008-03-03 01:05:56]
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Re: The Noble
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 3rd March 2008 @ 03:26:28 AM AEST
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Good grief. I don't even believe I have words to express what this piece
made me feel. I never expected the ending you conceived, but damn!
it sure has a powerful impact. Excellent conception of thought, here. Very
well done!
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Re: The Noble
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by constantlyme on
Monday, 3rd March 2008 @ 03:45:59 AM AEST
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I agree, not what I expected at all... but beautifully put. Dont really have the words... just a wonderful piece.
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Re: The Noble
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by forgotten_poet on
Monday, 3rd March 2008 @ 05:36:37 AM AEST
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wow
that ending is so powerfull |
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Re: The Noble
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 3rd March 2008 @ 11:52:44 AM AEST
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Wow this was exceptional. I can see one thing inside of this that screams louder than anything else. In death we are all equal no matter our station in life. Being privilidged doesn't buy us out of tragedy or fate. I liked the flow here and honestly it held my attention throughout and the end really got me.
I love the irony of the title "The Noble". His father bought him nobility in the ways the world thinks nobility can be had. Yet in his ending a free excercise of death by the hand of a soldier gives him heroic nobility. In a sense nobility was purchased from the beginning. This poem speaks beyond the handful of lines. There is certainly more than meets the eye here.
Superb!
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Re: The Noble
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by shelby on
Wednesday, 5th March 2008 @ 03:12:11 AM AEST
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I agree with all said. I was thinking on the same lines as Daniel to in life everyone spends so much time trying to shine one on but once we die we are all but the same there is no difference. Sad ending it almost felt like I got punched in the stomache per say was not expecting that.
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