<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374835" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hills of Whroo</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Far below us in a hollow <br>Slumber'ing in the morning haze, <br>Lay the quaint, old mining township, <br>Relic of the Roaring Days.<br>Through its empty streets we cantered <br>And our reins we never drew,<br>For our thoughts were in the future, <br>Riding o'er the hills of Whroo.'<br>'Aye; 'tis verdant green, old comrade, <br>But - your grave is verdant, too! <br>And we'll go no more together, <br>Riding o'er the hills of Whroo.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edward+Harrington">Edward Harrington</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=374835" data-title="Hills of Whroo de Edward Harrington" data-description="'Far below us in a hollow Slumber'ing in the morning haze, Lay the quaint, old mining township, Relic of the Roaring Days. Through its empty streets we cantered And our reins we never drew, For our thoughts were in the future, Riding o'er the..."></div> </div> </div>

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