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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=369379" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bruadar And Smith And Glinn</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bruadar and Smith and Glinn, <br>Amen, dear God, I pray, <br>May they lie low in waves of woe, <br>And tortures slow each day! <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bruadar and Smith and Glinn <br>Helpless and cold, I pray, <br>Amen! I pray, O king, <br>To see them pine away. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bruadar and Smith and Glinn <br>May flails of sorrow flay! <br>Cause for lamenting, snares and cares <br>Be theirs by night and day! <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Blindness come down on Smith, <br>Palsy on Bruadar come, <br>Amen, O King of Brightness! Smite <br>Glinn in his members numb, <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Smith in the pangs of pain, <br>Stumbling on Bruadar’s path, <br>King of the Elements, Oh, Amen! <br>Let loose on Glinn Thy Wrath. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For Bruadar gape the grave, <br>Up-shovel for Smith the mould, <br>Amen, O King of the Sunday! Leave <br>Glinn in the devil’s hold. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Terrors on Bruadar rain, <br>And pain upon pain on Glinn, <br>Amen, O King of the Stars! And Smith <br>May the devil be linking him. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Glinn in a shaking ague, <br>Cancer on Bruadar’s tongue, <br>Amen, O King of the Heavens! and Smith <br>Forever stricken dumb. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thirst but no drink for Glinn, <br>Smith in a cloud of grief, <br>Amen! O King of the Saints; and rout <br>Bruadar without relief. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Smith without child or heir, <br>And Bruadar bare of store, <br>Amen, O King of the Friday! Tear <br>For Glinn his black heart’s core. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bruadar with nerveless limbs, <br>Hemp strangling Glinn’s last breath, <br>Amen, O King of the World’s Light! <br>And Smith in grips with death. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Glinn stiffening for the tomb, <br>Smith wasting to decay, <br>Amen, O King of the Thunder’s gloom, <br>And Bruadar sick alway. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Smith like a sieve of holes, <br>Bruadar with throat decay, <br>Amen, O king of the Orders! Glinn <br>A buck-show every day. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hell-hounds to hunt for Smith, <br>Glinn led to hang on high, <br>Amen, O King of the Judgment Day! <br>And Bruadar rotting by. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Curses on Glinn, I cry, <br>My curse on Bruadar be, <br>Amen, O king of the Heavens high! <br>Let Smith in bondage be. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Showers of want and blame, <br>Reproach, and shame of face, <br>Smite them all three, and smite again, <br>Amen, O King of Grace! <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Melt, may the three, away, <br>Bruadar and Smith and Glinn, <br>Fall in a swift and sure decay <br>And lose, but never win. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">May pangs pass through thee, Smith, <br>(Let the wind not take my prayer), <br>May I see before the year is out <br>Thy heart’s blood flowing there. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Leave Smith no place nor land, <br>Let Bruadar wander wide, <br>May the Devil stand at Glinn’s right hand, <br>And Glinn to him be tied. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">All ill from every airt <br>Come down upon the three, <br>And blast them ere the year be out <br>In rout and misery. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Glinn let misfortune bruise, <br>Bruadar lose blood and brains, <br>Amen, O Jesus! hear my voice, <br>Let Smith be bent in chains. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I accuse both Glinn and Bruadar, <br>And Smith I accuse to God, <br>May a breach and a gap be upon the three, <br>And the Lord’s avenging rod. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each one of the wicked three <br>Who raised against me their hand, <br>May fire from heaven come down and slay <br>This day their perjured band, <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">May none of their race survive, <br>May God destroy them all, <br>Each curse of the psalms in the holy books <br>Of the prophets upon them fall. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Blight skull, and ear, and skin, <br>And hearing, and voice, and sight, <br>Amen! before the year be out, <br>Blight, Son of the Virgin, blight. <br>Amen! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">May my curses hot and red <br>And all I have said this day, <br>Strike the Black Peeler, too, <br>Amen, dear God, I pray! <br>Amen!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Douglas+Hyde">Douglas Hyde</a><div class=q>
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Amen, dear God, I pray, 
May they lie low in waves of woe, 
And tortures slow each day! 
Amen! 

Bruadar and Smith and Glinn 
Helpless and cold, I pray, 
Amen! I pray, O king, 
To see them pine away. 
Amen! 

Bruadar ..."></div>
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