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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=37158" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>John Barley-Corn, My Foe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">John Barley-corn, my foe, John,<br>The song I have to sing<br>Is not in praise of you, John,<br>E'en though you are a king.<br>Your subjects they are legion, John,<br>I find where'er I go:<br>They wear your yoke upon their necks,<br>John Barley-Corn, my foe.<br>John Barley-Corn, my foe, John,<br>By your despotic sway<br>The people of our country, John,<br>Are suffering to-day.<br>You lay the lash upon their backs;<br>Yet willingly they go<br>And pay allegiance at the polls,<br>John Barley-Corn, my foe.<br>John Barley-Corn, my foe, John,<br>You've broken many a heart,<br>And caused the bitter tear, John,<br>From many an eye to start,<br>The widow and the fatherless<br>From pleasant homes to go,<br>And lead a life of sin and shame,<br>John Barley-Corn, my foe.<br>John Barley-Corn, my foe, John,<br>May Heaven speed the hour,<br>When Temperance shall wear the crown<br>And Rum shall lose its power;<br>When from the East unto the West<br>The people all shall know<br>Their greatest curse has been removed,<br>John Barley-Corn, my foe!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charles+Follen+Adams">Charles Follen Adams</a> from <i>Yawcob Strauss and Other Poems</i><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=37158" data-title="John Barley-Corn, My Foe de Charles Follen Adams" data-description="John Barley-corn, my foe, John,/The song I have to sing/Is not in praise of you, John,/E'en though you are a king./Your subjects they are legion, John,/I find where'er I go:/They wear your yoke upon their necks,/John Barley-Corn, my foe./John Barl..."></div> </div> </div>
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