I see the likeness; Grandpa always said he was glad he didn't get Ralph's ears, but I'm wondering.
These are the words of RWE...with a slight edit by me.
Oh, when I am safe in my eternal home,I scoff at the pride of Greece and Rome;
At the sophisticated schools, and the learned clan;
For what are they all in their high conceit,
When scholar and Aborigine, both with God, finally meet.
Yes, I actually had to 'fix' Ralph Waldo's last stanza of his poem called GOOD-BYE, because it was a bit unclear since he chose to use some archaic language that we don't use today.
I love the entire poem; this last stanza seemed to sum it all up for me because I think we often get too infatuated with 'self' - that pride; etc.
I thought you might like this "Diane version" - you can always read the original to see if you think RWE did it better (smile) - most people would never challenge this master, but since he's in our family tree, I'm guessing he would even like a little input once in a while. Love, Mom-Diane
...from an e-mail to my children....
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