<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357624" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In Time</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'In good time, when I am ready,<br>Wondrous schemes shall I unfold;<br>But we must be cautious, steady,<br>Cleaving to the safe and old.<br>Patience, prudence must prevail;<br>They who venture often fail.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus the politician, weakly<br>Of the big things of the State;<br>While the patient public, meekly<br>Wait, and ever hopeful, wait;<br>While he slyly woos their vote<br>With shrewd turnings of his coat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, in time, when other people<br>Populate this troubled world,<br>Lo, from housetop and from steeple,<br>Futile curses will be hurled <br>Curses on the shiftless ones,<br>Feckless robbers of their sons.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the last good tree has withered<br>In an arid, rainless clime,<br>Then the weary soul who blithered<br>Of the verdancy of Time<br>Will grow restless in his grave,<br>While his baulked descendants rave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They will curse the generation<br>That has beggared them by stealth;<br>Curse the mad procrastination<br>That has robbed the land of wealth <br>Wealth their foolish fathers spent,<br>Reckless and improvident.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'What care we?' declare the spoilers.<br>'We have ample for to-day!<br>Other ages, other toilers <br>Let them suffer as they may.<br>Let the nation's hope be killed,<br>That our bellies may be filled!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'If to-day our wealth be doubled,<br>If to-day our trade be good,<br>Why should we be plagued and troubled<br>With vague dreams of nationhood?<br>For our selfish purpose we<br>Gaily rob prosperity.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Robbers of coming race,<br>Glibly crying 'In good time.'<br>If one good ye had to face<br>Sons, and answer for your crime,<br>With that cry still in your throats,<br>How, then, would ye scheme for votes?</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> <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=357624" data-title="In Time de Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis" data-description="'In good time, when I am ready, Wondrous schemes shall I unfold; But we must be cautious, steady, Cleaving to the safe and old. Patience, prudence must prevail; They who venture often fail.' Thus the politician, weakly Of the big things of the St..."></div> </div> </div>

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