<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357971" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Old Brass Rail</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Foot on the rail in the olden days,<br>For all the world to see,<br>A jolly old lot, they took their pot<br>All unashamed and free,<br>Passing their jest from lip to lip,<br>Puffing away the foam,<br>Till a small voice cried from the path outside:<br> 'Ma says, you're to come on home.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Foot on the rail they faced the world<br>And cared not who should know;<br>And many they went, thro' a life mis-spent<br> As man a man must go <br>Straight to the dogs from the old brass rail,<br> Lost and ruined and wrecked:<br>But he went to his fate with the game played straight:<br>And he went with his head erect.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then came the camel, with his lip adroop,<br>Calling an end to fun.<br>Tho' his cause was strong, his way was wrong,<br>And his task was most ill done.<br>Turning a man to a furtive sneak,<br>Stealing by ways obscure,<br>Bad if you will was the old, old ill;<br>But worse by far was the cure.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, man will sin as his fathers sinned<br>Since ever this world was made;<br>But, if he must sin, then let him sin<br>In the open, unafraid;<br>Foot on the old brass rail again<br>For all the world to see.<br>A jolly old lot who takes his tot<br>All unashamed and free.</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=357971" data-title="The Old Brass Rail de Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis" data-description="Foot on the rail in the olden days, For all the world to see, A jolly old lot, they took their pot All unashamed and free, Passing their jest from lip to lip, Puffing away the foam, Till a small voice cried from the path outside: 'Ma says, you're..."></div> </div> </div>

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