<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=381250" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Gallows</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was a weasel lived in the sun<br>With all his family,<br>Till a keeper shot him with his gun<br>And hung him up on a tree,<br>Where he swings in the wind and rain,<br>In the sun and in the snow,<br>Without pleasure, without pain,<br>On the dead oak tree bough.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was a crow who was no sleeper,<br>But a thief and a murderer<br>Till a very late hour; and this keeper<br>Made him one of the things that were,<br>To hang and flap in rain and wind,<br>In the sun and in the snow.<br>There are no more sins to be sinned<br>On the dead oak tree bough.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was a magpie, too,<br>Had a long tongue and a long tail;<br>He could talk and do -<br>But what did that avail?<br>He, too, flaps in the wind and rain<br>Alongside weasel and crow,<br>Without pleasue, without pain,<br>On the dead oak tree bough.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And many other beasts<br>And birds, skin, bone, and feather,<br>Have been taken from their feasts<br>And hung up there together,<br>To swing and have endless leisure<br>In the sun and in the snow,<br>Without pain, without pleasure,<br>On the dead oak tree bough.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edward+Thomas">Edward Thomas</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=381250" data-title="The Gallows de Edward Thomas" data-description="There was a weasel lived in the sun With all his family, Till a keeper shot him with his gun And hung him up on a tree, Where he swings in the wind and rain, In the sun and in the snow, Without pleasure, without pain, On the dead oak tree bough. ..."></div> </div> </div>

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