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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357702" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Narcissus</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A man's a mug. I've worked the 'ole thing out<br>To-day, down in the orchard where I sat<br>Runnin' the wheels red-'ot beneath me 'at,<br>An' wras'lin' fervud with a sudden doubt <br>A doubt wot's plugged me fair bang on the point<br>An' jolted all me glad dreams out uv joint.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's been a pearlin' day. The birds above<br>Up in the trees sung fit to break their 'earts.<br>It seemed, some'ow, the 'ole world's makin' love,<br>Ixceptin' me. An' then an' there I starts<br>To think things out an' git me bearin's straight,<br>Becoz - Well, I ain't been meself uv late.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've flopped. It was the parson put me wise,<br>Before 'e left. I 'ad been full uv skite.<br>I was the 'ero uv the piece all right.<br>Me chest was out, me 'ead was twice the size<br>It used to be. I felt I was king-pin.<br>Did n't the papers 'ave me photer in?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was that puffed with pride I never stopped<br>To search me soul fer signs uv wear an' tear.<br>I loved meself so much I never dropped<br>To any blot or blemish anywhere.<br>The Lord 'Igh Muck-a-muck, wot done the trick,<br>An' dug the Murray with 'is little pick.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I think back on it I go all 'ot.<br>I was that blind I never even seen,<br>Nor looked to see no changes in Doreen.<br>I was content to 'ave 'er on the spot<br>Dodgin' about the 'ouse in 'er calm way,<br>To chirp, 'Yes, Bill,' to everything I say.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The parson punchered me. 'E's alwiz 'ad<br>A trick uv callin' me by fancy names.<br>In town 'e christened me 'Sir Gally'ad,'<br> 'Oo was, it seems, a knight wot rescued dames,<br>But never spoke out uv 'is turn to none,<br>Becoz 'is 'eart was pure. 'E took the bun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But now 'Narcissy' is the moniker<br>'E wishes on me; an' I arst fer light.<br>'Narcissy?' I remarks. 'Don't sound perlite.<br>'Oo was this bird? There looks to be a slur<br>Or somethin' sly about that cissy touch.'<br>'A bloke,' 'e sez, ''oo liked 'imself too much.'<br>I looks quick fer that twinkle in 'is eye<br>Wot tells me if 'e's kiddin' me or not.<br>But it ain't there. 'Fair dinkum,' I reply,<br>'You don't mean - You ain't 'intin' that I've got -'<br>'I mean,' 'e sez, 'you should give thanks through life<br>That you 'ave been so lucky in your wife.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'E don't 'arp on the toon; but turns away.<br>'Your daffydils,' 'e sez, 'makes quite a show.'<br>An' latter, when it came 'is time to go,<br>'E shakes me 'and reel arty, twinklin' gay…<br>But, 'lucky in me wife?' Where did I 'ear<br>Somethin' like that before? It sounds dead queer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I seeks the orchard, with a sickly grin,<br>To sort meself out straight an' git a grip.<br>Them 'ints the parson drops give me the pip.<br>I don't quite see where daffvdils comes in;<br>But, 'lucky in me wife!' Why, spare me days,<br>Yeh'd think I beat 'er, by the things 'e says!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I tries to kid meself: to back me skite,<br>An' 'old that wad uv self-content I 'ad.<br>It ain't no use. I know the parson's right:<br>Clean through the piece I 'ave been actin' bad.<br>I've been so full uv Me, I've treated 'er<br>Like she was - well, a bit uv furnicher.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet, 'furnicher' don't seem to put it good.<br>Nothin' so wooden don't describe Doreen.<br>All through the game, some'ow, she's alwiz been <br>Well, somewhere 'andy, 'elpin' where she could,<br>An' manidgin', an'… Bli'me! Now I see!<br>Wot she did manidge was the block'ead - me!…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well, I'm the goat. I s'pose I should 'ave seen<br>I was n't 'ead an' tail uv all the show.<br>A bit uv putty in 'er 'ands I been!<br>An' so bullheaded that I did n't know.<br>Only fer 'er things might 'ave - Spare me days!<br>I never will git used to women's ways.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Only fer 'er Rose might… But wot's the use?<br>Shakespeare 'as said it right: the world's a stage;<br>An' all us 'uman ducks an' dames ingage<br>In actin' parts. Mostly the men cut loose,<br>An' fights, an' throws their weight about a lot.<br>But, listen. It's the women weave the plot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The women… Well, it's been a bonnie day.<br>Blue-bonnets, dodgin' in an' out the ferns,<br>Looks like blue chips uv sky come down to play.<br>An' down the valley, where the creek track turns,<br>I see Rose, arm-in-arm with Wally Free.<br>The 'ole world's makin' love, ixceptin' me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Huh! Women!… Yes; a man's a mug, all right…<br>I sees the sof' clouds sailin' in the sky,<br>An' bits uv thistledown go driftin' by.<br>'Jist like men's lives,' I think. An' then I sight,<br>Fair in me cabbages, ole Wally's cow.<br>That fence - But them plants ain't worth savin', now.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Women… I wonder 'oo Narcissy was…<br>Green trees agin blue 'ills don't look 'arf bad…<br>I s'pose 'e got the cissy part becoz<br>'Is ways was womanish. Well, serve 'im glad<br>That cow uv Wally's ort to milk a treat<br>With plenty good young cabbage plants to cat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Women is often 'elpful - in a sense…<br>Lord, it's a lazy day! Before it fails,<br>I better git a 'ammer an' some nails<br>An' dodge acrost an' mend that bit uv fence.<br>It's up to me to try an' put things right,<br>An' - well, I'll 'elp Doreen wash up tonight.</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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To-day, down in the orchard where I sat
Runnin' the wheels red-'ot beneath me 'at,
An' wras'lin' fervud with a sudden doubt 
A doubt wot's plugged me fair bang on the point
An' jolted all me glad dream..."></div>
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