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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374226" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Vault--After Sedgmoor</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You need not call at the Inn;<br>I have ordered my bed:<br>Fair linen sheets therein<br>And a tester of lead.<br>No musty fusty scents<br>Such as inn chambers keep,<br>But tapestried with content<br>And hung with sleep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My Inn door bears no bar<br>Set up against fear.<br>The guests have journeyed far,<br>They are glad to be here.<br>Where the damp arch curves up grey,<br>Long, long shall we lie;<br>Good King's men all are they,<br>A King's man I.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Old Giles, in his stone asleep,<br>Fought at Poictiers.<br>Piers Ralph and Roger keep<br>The spoil of their fighting years.<br>I shall lie with my folk at last<br>In a quiet bed;<br>I shall dream of the sword held fast<br>In a round-capped head.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Good tale of men all told<br>My Inn affords;<br>And their hands peace shall hold<br>That once held swords.<br>And we who rode and ran<br>On many a loyal quest<br>Shall find the goal of man -<br>A bed, and rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We shall not stand to the toast<br>Of Love or King;<br>We be all too tired to boast<br>About anything.<br>We be dumb that did jest and sing;<br>We rest who laboured and warred . . .<br>Shout once, shout once for the King.<br>Shout once for the sword!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edith+Nesbit">Edith Nesbit</a><div class=q>
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I have ordered my bed:
Fair linen sheets therein
And a tester of lead.
No musty fusty scents
Such as inn chambers keep,
But tapestried with content
And hung with sleep.

My Inn door bears no bar
Set up against fear.
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