Jan 10, 2020
I've talked with councellors and lords
Whose words were as no blunted swords,
Watched two Emperors and five kings
And three who had men's worshippings,
Ridden with horsemen of the East
And sat with scholars at their feast.
Known some the masters of their hours
Some to whom years were as pressed flowers:
Still, as I go this thought endures
No place too great to be made yours.
William George Lawrence, written in Carchemish, Syria while staying with his brother, T.E. Lawrence, in 1914.
