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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355253" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Sister's Expostulation On The Brother's Learning Latin</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shut these odious books up, brother;<br>They have made you quite another<br>Thing from what you used to be:<br>Once you liked to play with me,<br>Now you leave me all alone,<br>And are so conceited grown<br>With your Latin, you'll scarce look<br>Upon any English book.<br>We had used on winter eves<br>To con over Shakespeare's leaves,<br>Or on Milton's harder sense<br>Exercise our diligence-<br>And you would explain with ease<br>The obscurer passages,<br>Find me out the prettiest places,<br>The poetic turns, and graces,<br>Which, alas! now you are gone,<br>I must puzzle out alone,<br>And oft miss the meaning quite,<br>Wanting you to set me right.<br>All this comes since you've been under<br>Your new master. I much wonder<br>What great charm it is you see<br>In those words, musa, musæ;<br>Or in what they do excel<br>Our word, song. It sounds as well<br>To my fancy as the other.<br>Now believe me, dearest brother,<br>I would give my finest frock,<br>And my cabinet, and stock<br>Of new playthings, every toy,<br>I would give them all with joy<br>Could I you returning see<br>Back to English and to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charles+Lamb">Charles Lamb</a><div class=q>
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They have made you quite another
Thing from what you used to be:
Once you liked to play with me,
Now you leave me all alone,
And are so conceited grown
With your Latin, you'll scarce look
Upon any English book...."></div>
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