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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=117907" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Old Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A livid sky on London<br>And like the iron steeds that rear<br>A shock of engines halted<br>And I knew the end was near:<br>And something said that far away, over the hills and far away<br>There came a crawling thunder and the end of all things here.<br>For London Bridge is broken down, broken down, broken down,<br>As digging lets the daylight on the suken streets of yore,<br>The lightning looked on London town, the broken bridge of London town.<br>The ending of a broken road where men shall go no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw the kings of London town,<br>The kings that buy and sell,<br>That built it up with penny loaves<br>And penny lies as well:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And where the streets were paved with gold the shrivelled paper shone for gold,<br>The scorching light of promises that pave the streets of hell.<br>For penny loaves will melt away, melt away, melt away,<br>Mock the men that haggled in the grain they did not grow;<br>With hungry faces in the gate, a hundred thousand in the gate,<br>A thunder-flash on London and the finding of the foe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I heard the hundred pin-makers<br>Slow down their racking din,<br>Till in the stillness men could hear<br>The dropping of the pin:<br>And somewhere men without the wall, beneath the wood, without the wall,<br>Had found the place where London ends and England can begin.<br>For pins and needles bend and break, bend and break, bend and break,<br>Faster than the breaking spears or the bending of the bow,<br>Of pagents pale in thunder-light, 'twixt thunderload and thunderlight,<br>The Hundreds marching on the hills in the wars of long ago.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw great Cobbett riding,<br>The horseman of the shires;<br>And his face was red with judgement<br>And a light of Luddite fires:<br>And south to Sussex and the sea the lights leapt up for liberty,<br>The trumpet of the yeomanry, the hammer of the squires;<br>For bars of iron rust away, rust away, rust away,<br>Rend before the hammer and the horseman riding in,<br>Crying that all men at the last, and at the worst and at the last,<br>Have found the place where England ends and England can begin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His horse-hoofs go before you<br>Far beyond your bursting tyres;<br>And time is bridged behind him<br>And our sons are with our sires.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A trailing meteor on the Downs he rides above the rotting towns,<br>The Horseman of Apocalypse, the Rider of the Shires.<br>For London Bridge is broken down, broken down, broken down;<br>Blow the horn of Huntington from Scotland to the sea -<br>...Only flash of thunder-light, a flying dream of thunder-light,<br>Had shown under the shattered sky a people that were free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=G.K.+Chesterton">G.K. Chesterton</a><div class=q>
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