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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341601" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When Smoke Stood Up From Ludlow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When smoke stood up from Ludlow, <br>And mist blew off from Teme, <br>And blithe afield to ploughing <br>Against the morning beam <br>I strode beside my team, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The blackbird in the coppice <br>Looked out to see me stride, <br>And hearkened as I whistled <br>The trampling team beside, <br>And fluted and replied: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Lie down, lie down, young yeoman; <br>What use to rise and rise? <br>Rise man a thousand mornings <br>Yet down at last he lies, <br>And then the man is wise." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I heard the tune he sang me, <br>And spied his yellow bill; <br>I picked a stone and aimed it <br>And threw it with a will: <br>Then the bird was still. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then my soul within me <br>Took up the blackbird's strain, <br>And still beside the horses <br>Along the dewy lane <br>It sang the song again: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Lie down, lie down, young yeoman; <br>The sun moves always west; <br>The road one treads to labour <br>Will lead one home to rest, <br>And that will be the best."</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alfred+Edward+Housman">Alfred Edward Housman</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341601" data-title="When Smoke Stood Up From Ludlow de Alfred Edward Housman" data-description="When smoke stood up from Ludlow, And mist blew off from Teme, And blithe afield to ploughing Against the morning beam I strode beside my team, The blackbird in the coppice Looked out to see me stride, And hearkened as I whistled The tramp..."></div> </div> </div>
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