{"id":3302,"date":"2015-12-05T04:27:59","date_gmt":"2015-12-05T04:27:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=3302"},"modified":"2016-12-05T04:29:21","modified_gmt":"2016-12-05T04:29:21","slug":"to-live-in-hearts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/to-live-in-hearts\/","title":{"rendered":"To Live In Hearts"},"content":{"rendered":"

“To live in hearts we leave behind is to not die”
\n– Thomas Campbell<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

To live in hearts we leave behind
\nIt is said, is to never die
\nAnd those words are true as any
\nOr at least so says I.<\/p>\n

For if we are not to fondly be remembered
\nBetter not be so at all
\nAnd a life as such is a waste:
\nA spade as a spade I call.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

“To live in hearts we leave behind is to not die” – Thomas Campbell To live in hearts we leave behind It is said, is to never die And those words are true as any Or at least so says I. For if we are not to fondly be remembered …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[155],"tags":[2354,65,2072],"class_list":["post-3302","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-death","tag-death","tag-life-2","tag-reflection","column","twocol"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-Rg","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":431,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/the-exodus\/","url_meta":{"origin":3302,"position":0},"title":"The Exodus","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"4th May 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"Exodus - The Leaving I From fields we came where often blood was shed Of men from France, a land so far afield And England too, they the sword and bloodshed knew Few they who'd their position easy yield. 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