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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=343772" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Fool Errant</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Fool Errant sat by the highway of life <br>And his gaze wandered up and his gaze wandered down, <br>A vigorous youth, but with no wish to walk, <br>Yet his longing was great for the distant town. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He whistled a little frivolous tune <br>Which he felt to be pulsing with ecstasy, <br>For he thought that success always followed desire, <br>Such a very superlative fool was he. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A maiden came by on an ambling mule, <br>Her gown was rose-red and her kerchief blue, <br>On her lap she carried a basket of eggs. <br>Thought the fool, "There is certainly room for two." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So he jauntily swaggered towards the maid </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And put out his hand to the bridle-rein. <br>"My pretty girl," quoth the fool, "take me up, <br>For to ride with you to the town I am fain." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the maiden struck at his upraised arm <br>And pelted him hotly with eggs, a score. <br>The mule, lashed into a fury, ran; <br>The fool went back to his stone and swore. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then out of the cloud of settling dust <br>The burly form of an abbot appeared, <br>Reading his office he rode to the town. <br>And the fool got up, for his heart was cheered. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He stood in the midst of the long, white road <br>And swept off his cap till it touched the ground. <br>"Ah, Reverent Sir, well met," said the fool, <br>"A worthier transport never was found. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"I pray you allow me to mount with you, <br>Your palfrey seems both sturdy and young." <br>The abbot looked up from the holy book <br>And cried out in anger, "Hold your tongue! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"How dare you obstruct the King's highroad, <br>You saucy varlet, get out of my way." <br>Then he gave the fool a cut with his whip </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And leaving him smarting, he rode away. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The fool was angry, the fool was sore, <br>And he cursed the folly of monks and maids. <br>"If I could but meet with a man," sighed the fool, <br>"For a woman fears, and a friar upbraids." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then he saw a flashing of distant steel <br>And the clanking of harness greeted his ears, <br>And up the road journeyed knights-at-arms, <br>With waving plumes and glittering spears. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The fool took notice and slowly arose, <br>Not quite so sure was his foolish heart. <br>If priests and women would none of him <br>Was it likely a knight would take his part? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They sang as they rode, these lusty boys, <br>When one chanced to turn toward the highway's side, <br>"There's a sorry figure of fun," jested he, <br>"Well, Sirrah! move back, there is scarce room to ride." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Good Sirs, Kind Sirs," begged the crestfallen fool, <br>"I pray of your courtesy speech with you, <br>I'm for yonder town, and have no horse to ride, <br>Have you never a charger will carry two?" </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the company halted and laughed out loud. <br>"Was such a request ever made to a knight?" <br>"And where are your legs," asked one, "if you start, <br>You may be inside the town gates to-night." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"'T is a lazy fellow, let him alone, <br>They've no room in the town for such idlers as he." <br>But one bent from his saddle and said, "My man, <br>Art thou not ashamed to beg charity! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Thou art well set up, and thy legs are strong, <br>But it much misgives me lest thou'rt a fool; <br>For beggars get only a beggar's crust, <br>Wise men are reared in a different school." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then they clattered away in the dust and the wind, <br>And the fool slunk back to his lonely stone; <br>He began to see that the man who asks <br>Must likewise give and not ask alone. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Purple tree-shadows crept over the road, <br>The level sun flung an orange light, <br>And the fool laid his head on the hard, gray stone <br>And wept as he realized advancing night. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A great, round moon rose over a hill <br>And the steady wind blew yet more cool; <br>And crouched on a stone a wayfarer sobbed, <br>For at last he knew he was only a fool.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Amy+Lowell">Amy Lowell</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=343772" data-title="The Fool Errant de Amy Lowell" data-description="The Fool Errant sat by the highway of life And his gaze wandered up and his gaze wandered down, A vigorous youth, but with no wish to walk, Yet his longing was great for the distant town. 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