<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342981" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Retrospective Bird</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">His caw is a cackle, his eye is dim,<br>And he mopes all day on the lowest limb;<br>Not a word says he, but he snaps his bill<br>And twitches his palsied head, as a quill,<br>The ultimate plume of his pride and hope,<br>Quits his now featherless nose-of-the-Pope,<br>Leaving that eminence brown and bare<br>Exposed to the Prince of the Power of the Air.<br>And he sits and he thinks: 'I'm an old, old man,<br>Mateless and chickless, the last of my clan,<br>But I'd give the half of the days gone by<br>To perch once more on the branches high,<br>And hear my great-grand-daddy's comical croaks<br>In authorized versions of _Bulletin_ jokes.'</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=342981" data-title="The Retrospective Bird de Ambrose Bierce" data-description="His caw is a cackle, his eye is dim, And he mopes all day on the lowest limb; Not a word says he, but he snaps his bill And twitches his palsied head, as a quill, The ultimate plume of his pride and hope, Quits his now featherless nose-of-the-Pope..."></div> </div> </div>

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