<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373883" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Nicholas Bindle</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Were you not ashamed, fellow citizens, <br>When my estate was probated and everyone knew <br>How small a fortune I left?-- <br>You who hounded me in life, <br>To give, give, give to the churches, to the poor, <br>To the village!--me who had already given much. <br>And think you not I did not know <br>That the pipe-organ, which I gave to the church, <br>Played its christening songs when Deacon Rhodes, <br>Who broke and all but ruined me, <br>Worshipped for the first time after his acquittal?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edgar+Lee+Masters">Edgar Lee Masters</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=373883" data-title="Nicholas Bindle de Edgar Lee Masters" data-description="Were you not ashamed, fellow citizens, When my estate was probated and everyone knew How small a fortune I left?-- You who hounded me in life, To give, give, give to the churches, to the poor, To the village!--me who had already given much. ..."></div> </div> </div>

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