<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=371678" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet: Nothing Is Permanent</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some friends have left; some more are leaving too; <br>To greener pastures, grass, more succulent; <br>I wonder when comes turn to me, to you; <br>And if it comes, I'm sure, we won't relent.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis sad that people never realize, <br>That all Indians are brothers and sisters; <br>And yet they cheat them by the game of dice; <br> Tho' honesty in this world sure matters.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Ask not what your country has done for you; <br>Ask what you have done for it”-it is said; <br>The reverse saying with time becomes true; <br>For life is short before each one is dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> If head is right, the tail will wag but slight; <br> If tail is right, the head can't show its might.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Celes">John Celes</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=371678" data-title="Sonnet: Nothing Is Permanent de John Celes" data-description="Some friends have left; some more are leaving too; To greener pastures, grass, more succulent; I wonder when comes turn to me, to you; And if it comes, I'm sure, we won't relent. 'Tis sad that people never realize, That all Indians are brothe..."></div> </div> </div>

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