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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342200" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When Rody Came To Ironbark</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Rody came to Ironbark, there spread a hectic glow<br>around the little township - a dozen years ago,<br>and the townsfolk were divided, twixt laughter and dismay<br>at the roysterin' ways of Rody - the madcap tricks he'd play.<br>When whisky-primed and mischief bent, he drove in wild career<br>the parson's sulky hitched behind O'Grady's brindled steer,<br>and he, and other reckless lads, with laughter, song and joke,<br>made life on earth a burden for all sober-minded folk.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Rody came to Ironbark, 'twas fun to watch the girls,<br>Such sorting out of frills and frocks such pinning up of curls,<br>there were no 'bob's no 'shingles' then but ringlets floated down,<br>and the the curling tongs worked overtime, when Rody came to town.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And all the girls in Ironbark for Rody pined and sighed,<br>save little Nora Shanahan, all scorn and maiden pride,<br>(Now Rod was like a pine-tree, so straight and slim and tall,<br>but she was pink and dainty, as an apple-blossom small).</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She captured Rody's wilful heart, but though he'd beg and pray,<br>not one soft word of hope or love would little Nora say;<br>but - how she prayed for Rody, she stormed high Heaven with tears<br>for all his sins and follies, his reckless wasted years.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the little township chapel, when evening lights were faint,<br>she knelt long hours in silence - a little blue-eyed saint -<br>While Rody, all unknowing, went on his careless way;<br>but Heaven always answers when soul's like Nora's pray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>So Rody came to Ironbark proud, prosperous and neat -<br>a dozen hats are lifted as he drives along the street - <br>and Nora sits beside him, all calm and matronly;<br>there are four small folk behind them, and one on Nora's knee<br>(The boys are both like Rody - so straight and strong and tall-<br>but the girls are like a cluster of apple-blossoms small),<br>though the wild lads muse regretfully the good old days upon,<br>and all the township gossips say 'Another good man gone!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alice+Guerin+Crist">Alice Guerin Crist</a><div class=q>
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