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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=381318" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cassandra</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I heard one who said: "Verily, <br>What word have I for children here? <br>Your Dollar is your only Word, <br>The wrath of it your only fear. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"You build it altars tall enough <br>To make you see but you are blind; <br>You cannot leave it long enough <br>To look before you or behind. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"When Reason beckons you to pause, <br>You laugh and say that you know best; <br>But what it is you know, you keep <br>As dark as ingots in a chest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"You laugh and answer, 'We are young; <br>Oh, leave us now, and let us grow:' <br>Not asking how much more of this <br>Will Time endure or Fate bestow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Because a few complacent years <br>Have made your peril of your pride, <br>Think you that you are to go on <br>Forever pampered and untried? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"What lost eclipse of history, <br>What bivouac of the marching stars, <br>Has given the sign for you to see <br>Milleniums and last great wars? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"What unrecorded overthrow <br>Of all the world has ever known, <br>Or ever been, has made itself <br>So plain to you, and you alone? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Your Dollar, Dove, and Eagle make <br>A Trinity that even you <br>Rate higher than you rate yourselves; <br>It pays, it flatters, and it's new. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"And though your very flesh and blood <br>Be what the Eagle eats and drinks, <br>You'll praise him for the best of birds, <br>Not knowing what the eagle thinks. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"The power is yours, but not the sight; <br>You see not upon what you tread; <br>You have the ages for your guide, <br>But not the wisdom to be led. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Think you to tread forever down <br>The merciless old verities? <br>And are you never to have eyes <br>To see the world for what it is? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Are you to pay for what you have <br>With all you are?"--No other word <br>We caught, but with a laughing crowd <br>Moved on. None heeded, and few heard.</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=381318" data-title="Cassandra de Edwin Arlington Robinson" data-description="I heard one who said: "Verily, What word have I for children here? Your Dollar is your only Word, The wrath of it your only fear. "You build it altars tall enough To make you see but you are blind; You cannot leave it long enough ..."></div> </div> </div>
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