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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=381309" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bewick Finzer</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Time was when his half million drew <br>The breath of six per cent; <br>But soon the worm of what-was-not <br>Fed hard on his content; <br>And something crumbled in his brain <br>When his half million went. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Time passed, and filled along with his <br>The place of many more; <br>Time came, and hardly one of us <br>Had credence to restore, <br>From what appeared one day, the man <br>Whom we had known before. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The broken voice, the withered neck, <br>The coat worn out with care, <br>The cleanliness of indigence, <br>The brilliance of despair, <br>The fond imponderable dreams <br>Of affluence,--all were there. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Poor Finzer, with his dreams and schemes, <br>Fares hard now in the race, <br>With heart and eye that have a task <br>When he looks in the eye <br>Of one who might so easily <br>Have been in Finzer's place. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He comes unfailing for the loan <br>We give and then forget; <br>He comes, and probably for years <br>Will he be coming yet,-- <br>Familiar as an old mistake, <br>And futile as regret.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edwin+Arlington+Robinson">Edwin Arlington Robinson</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=381309" data-title="Bewick Finzer de Edwin Arlington Robinson" data-description="Time was when his half million drew The breath of six per cent; But soon the worm of what-was-not Fed hard on his content; And something crumbled in his brain When his half million went. Time passed, and filled along with his The place of ..."></div> </div> </div>
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