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I, who am dead, have ways of knowing
Of the crop of death that the quick are sowing.
I, who was Pompey, cry it aloud
From the dark of death, from the wind blowing.
I, who was Pompey, once was proud,
Now I lie in the sand without a shroud;
I cry to Caesar out of my pain,
"Caesar beware, your death is vowed."
— John Masefield
What It Means
This is a placeholder explanation generated by the low-overhead model. It interprets "I, who am dead, have ways of knowing
Of the crop of death that the quick are sowing.
I, who was Pompey, cry it aloud
From the dark of death, from the wind blowing.
I, who was Pompey, once was proud,
Now I lie in the sand without a shroud;
I cry to Caesar out of my pain,
"Caesar beware, your death is vowed."" in the context of "" to mean that wisdom is timeless.
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About John Masefield
John Edward Masefield, OM (1 June 1878 – 12 May 1967) was an English poet and writer; he was Poet Laureate from 1930 until his death.
About John Masefield
John Edward Masefield, OM (1 June 1878 – 12 May 1967) was an English poet and writer; he was Poet Laureate from 1930 until his death.
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