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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357861" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Drought King's Trumpeter</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Said old Pete, the Pensioner: <br>'I met him down the road<br>Where, twixt the shadders of the gums,<br>The silver moonlight flowed.<br>His skin was white like shrivelled grass,<br> His eyes was eyes o' flame.<br>He was the Drought King's trumpeter, <br> An' tooted as he came.<br>He tooted on a holler bone, of some thing dead o' thirst, <br>Like dry winds a-moanin' low. Then into song he burst: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Ho! The Drought King's a-comin, as he came to men afore,<br>Out of his home within the sun. They're flingin' wide the door.<br>Then shall Folly flee before him an' Destruction spread behind.<br>He comes to purify the earth an' chasten humankind. . . .,'<br>I saw the Drought King's trumpeter as plain as I see you.<br>An' not a dropp inside o' me - save, maybe, one or two.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Said old Pete, 'I saw him there<br>Underneath the moon,<br>He tooted on his holler bone<br>An' danced a rigadoon.<br>I took one look into his face<br>Then fled into the night;<br>I fell in thro' my old hut door<br>An' banged an' barred it tight.<br>But thro' the night I heard him there; the way he keened an' cried,<br>The callin' of the curlew was sweet melody beside.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Ho! The Drought King's a-comin' from his home within the sun<br>To lay his curse upon the earth for sins that men have done.<br>Grace ye had an' gifts ye had, but gambled 'em away<br>An' schemed to make a mockery of many a fruitful day. . . .'<br>I tell yeh, man, 'twas not the wind! I heard him at my door.<br>An' ne'er a dropp inside o' me - save maybe, three or four.'</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=357861" data-title="The Drought King's Trumpeter de Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis" data-description="Said old Pete, the Pensioner: 'I met him down the road Where, twixt the shadders of the gums, The silver moonlight flowed. His skin was white like shrivelled grass, His eyes was eyes o' flame. He was the Drought King's trumpeter, An' tooted as..."></div> </div> </div>
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