“The man that is open of heart to his neighbour,
And stops to consider his likes and dislikes,
His blood shall be wholesome whatever his labour,
His luck shall be with him whatever he strikes.
The Splendour of Morning shall dully possess him,
That he may not be sad at the falling of eve.
And, when he has done with mere living–God bless him!–
A many shall sigh, and one Woman shall grieve!”
(R. Kipling in Neighbours)
Jemeppe-sur-Meuse (B)