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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357614" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>If Cohen Would</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O, Cohen, hear our song of sentiment!<br>Withdraw thy sordid thoughts from cent. per cent.,<br>And, for, the sake of Empire, gentle Yid,<br>Lend us a million quid.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If England's great Financial Houses would<br>Back up our aspirations as they should,<br>If we could influence cold £ s. d.<br>By sentiment and words of loyalty,<br>What joy - and cash - were ours! Ay, what a loan<br>We'd gaily spend - if our true aims were known.<br>How might we proudly flaunt our nationhood!<br> If Cohen only would.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>If uncle owned a little sentiment,<br>And pondered less upon his much per cent.;<br>If blind financiers could he made to see<br>The high cash value of our loyalty,<br>How they would rush, with many offers rash,<br>And load us up with piles and piles of cash;<br>And gladly shower rich gifts upon the land,<br>Could they but understand!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Behold the grand beginning we have made!<br>When Empire called us, did we stand afraid?<br>Nay; but we said, 'We are the proud new land!<br>And with the nations shall we take our stand.<br>The arms to guard our shores shall be our own!<br>If, please, you will assist us with a loan,<br>We'll teach our foes that their designs are rash!...<br>Do you advance the cash?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alas! he turns a deaf ear to our claims;<br>For gushing loyalty and noble aims<br>With Cohen count for poor security.<br>There is no sentiment in £ s. d.,<br>For who would search grey London through and through<br>And hope to find the Sentimental Jew;<br>Then crave a loan on aspirations? Nay!<br>'Der bishness vouldn't bay.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O Cohen, if thine heart we cannot touch,<br>Then on the old pawn-ticket, say, how much?<br>Thou wilt advance in cash to guard for thee<br>Thine old security?</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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Withdraw thy sordid thoughts from cent. per cent.,
And, for, the sake of Empire, gentle Yid,
Lend us a million quid.

If England's great Financial Houses would
Back up our aspirations as they should,
If we cou..."></div>
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