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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357400" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Square Deal</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Dreamin'?' I sez to Digger Smith.<br>'Buck up, ole sport, an' smile.<br>Ain't there enough uv joy to-day<br>To drive the bogey man away<br>An' make reel things worth while?<br>A bloke would think, to see you stare,<br>There's visions on the 'ill-tops there.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Dreamin',' sez Digger Smith. 'Why not?<br>An' there is visions too.<br>An' when I get 'em sorted out,<br>An' strafe that little bogey, Doubt,<br>I'll start me life all new.<br>Oh, I ain't crook; but packed in 'ere<br>Is thoughts enough to last a year.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I'm thinkin' things,' sez Digger Smith.<br>'I'm thinkin' big an' fine<br>Uv Life an' Love an' all the rest,<br>An' wot is right an' wot is best,<br>An' 'ow much will be mine.<br>Not that I'm wantin' overmuch:<br>Some work, some play, an' food an' such.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'See 'ere,' I sez. 'You 'ark to me.<br>I've done some thinkin' too.<br>An' this 'ere land, for wot yeh did,<br>Owes some few million solid quid<br>To fightin' blokes like you.<br>So don't be too damn modest or<br>Yeh'll get less than yeh're lookin' for.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Money?' sez Digger. 'Loot?' sez 'e.<br>'Aw, give that talk a rest!<br>I'm sick uv it. I didn't say<br>That I was thinkin' all uv pay<br>But wot was right an' best.<br>An' that ain't in the crazy game<br>Uv grabbin' wealth an' chasin' fame.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Do you think us blokes Over There,<br>When things was goin' strong,<br>Was keepin' ledgers day be day<br>An' reck'nin' wot the crowd would pay?<br>Pull off! Yeh got it wrong.<br>Do you think all the boys gone West<br>Wants great swank 'eadstones on their chest?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'You coots at 'ome 'as small ideer<br>Uv wot we think an' feel.<br>We done our bit an' seen it thro',<br>An' all that we are askin' you<br>Is jist a fair, square deal.<br>We want this land we battled for<br>To settle up - an' somethin' more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'We want the land we battled for<br>To be a land worth while.<br>We're sick uv greed, an' 'ate, an' strife,<br>An' all the mess that's made uv life.'...<br>'E stopped a bit to smile.<br>'I got these thoughts Out There becos<br>We learned wot mateship reely was.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> . . . . . .</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The 'ills be'ind the orchard trees<br>Was showin' misty blue.<br>The ev'nin' light was growin' dim;<br>An' down I sat 'longside uv 'im,<br>An' done some dreamin' too.<br>I dreams uv war; an' wot is paid<br>By blokes that went an' blokes that stayed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I dreams uv honour an' reward,<br>An' 'ow to pay a debt.<br>For partin' cash, an' buyin' farms,<br>An' fitting chaps with legs an' arms<br>Ain't all - there's somethin' yet.<br>There's still a solid balance due;<br>An' now it's up to me an' you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's men I know ain't yet woke up,<br>Or reckernized that debt <br>Proud men 'oo wouldn't take yeh down<br>Or owe their grocer 'arf-a-crown-<br>They ain't considered, yet,<br>There's somethin' owin' - to the dead,<br>An' Diggers live for more than bread.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The 'ills be'ind the orchard trees<br>Jist caught the settin' sun.<br>A bloke might easy think that there,<br>'Way back be'ind the range somewhere,<br>Where streaks uv sunlight run,<br>There was a land, swep' clear uv doubt,<br>Where men finds wot they dreams about.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>'Beauty,' sez Digger, sudden-like,<br>'An' love, an' kindliness;<br>The chance to live a clean, straight life,<br>A dinkum deal for kids an' wife:<br>A man needs nothin' less...<br>Maybe they'll get it when I go<br>To push up daisies. I dunno.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Dreamin',' sez Digger Smith. 'Why not?<br>There's visions on the hill.'...<br>Then I gets up an' steals away,<br>An' leaves 'im with the dyin' day,<br>Dreamin' an' doubtin' still...<br>Cobber, it's up to me an' you<br>To see that 'arf 'is dream comes true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q>
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'Buck up, ole sport, an' smile.
Ain't there enough uv joy to-day
To drive the bogey man away
An' make reel things worth while?
A bloke would think, to see you stare,
There's visions on the 'ill-tops there.'

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