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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384676" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Signboard</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will paint you a sign, rumseller, <br> And hang it above your door; <br>A truer and better signboard<br> Than ever you had before.<br>I will paint with the skill of a master, <br> And many shall pause to see<br>This wonderful piece of painting, <br> So like the reality.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will paint yourself, rumseller, <br> As you wait for that fair young boy, <br>Just in the morning of manhood, <br> A mother’s pride and joy.<br>He has no thought of stopping, <br> But you greet him with a smile<br>And you seem so blithe and friendly, <br> That he pauses a chat awhile.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will paint you again, rumseller, <br> I will paint you as you stand, <br>With a foaming glass of liquor<br> Extended in your hand.<br>He wavers, but you urge him –<br> Drink, pledge me just this one! <br>And he takes the glass and drains it, <br> And the hellish work is done.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And next I will paint a drunkard –<br> Only a year has flown, <br>But into that loathesome creature<br> The fair young boy has grown.<br>The work was sure and rapid.<br> I will paint him as he lies<br>In a torpid, drunken slumber, <br> Under the wintry skies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will paint the form of the mother<br> As she kneels at her darling’s side, <br>Her beautiful boy that was dearer<br> Than all the world beside.<br>I will paint the shape of a coffin<br> Labelled with one word – ‘Lost’<br>I will paint all this, rumseller, <br> And will paint it free of cost.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sin and the shame and the sorrow, <br> The crime and the want and the woe<br>That are born there in your workshop, <br> No hand can paint, you know<br>But I’ll paint you a sign, rumseller, <br> And many shall pause to view<br>This wonderful swinging signboard, <br> So terribly, fearfully true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</a><div class=q>
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 And hang it above your door; 
A truer and better signboard
 Than ever you had before.
I will paint with the skill of a master, 
 And many shall pause to see
This wonderful piece of painting, 
 So like the real..."></div>
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