<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342858" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Lord Poet</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Who drives fat oxen should himself be fat;'<br>Who sings for nobles, he should noble be.<br>There's no _non sequitur_, I think, in that,<br>And this is logic plain as a, b, c.<br>Now, Hector Stuart, you're a Scottish prince,<br>If right you fathom your descent-that fall<br>From grace; and since you have no peers, and since<br>You have no kind of nobleness at all,<br>'Twere better to sing little, lest you wince<br>When made by heartless critics to sing small.<br>And yet, my liege, I bid you not despair<br>Ambition conquers but a realm at once:<br>For European bays arrange your hair<br>Two continents, in time, shall crown you Dunce!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ambrose+Bierce">Ambrose Bierce</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=342858" data-title="My Lord Poet de Ambrose Bierce" data-description="'Who drives fat oxen should himself be fat;' Who sings for nobles, he should noble be. There's no _non sequitur_, I think, in that, And this is logic plain as a, b, c. Now, Hector Stuart, you're a Scottish prince, If right you fathom your descent-..."></div> </div> </div>

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