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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390886" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fisherman jim's kids</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fisherman Jim lived on the hill<br>With his bonnie wife an' his little boys;<br>'T wuz &quot;Blow, ye winds, as blow ye will -<br>Naught we reck of your cold and noise!&quot;<br>For happy and warm were he an' his,<br>And he dandled his kids upon his knee<br>To the song of the sea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fisherman Jim would sail all day,<br>But, when come night, upon the sands<br>His little kids ran from their play,<br>Callin' to him an' wavin' their hands;<br>Though the wind was fresh and the sea was high,<br>He'd hear'em - you bet - above the roar<br>Of the waves on the shore!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once Fisherman Jim sailed into the bay<br>As the sun went down in a cloudy sky,<br>And never a kid saw he at play,<br>And he listened in vain for the welcoming cry.<br>In his little house he learned it all,<br>And he clinched his hands and he bowed his head -<br>&quot;The fever!&quot; they said.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'T wuz a pitiful time for Fisherman Jim,<br>With them darlin's a-dyin' afore his eyes,<br>A-stretchin' their wee hands out to him<br>An' a-breakin' his heart with the old-time cries<br>He had heerd so often upon the sands;<br>For they thought they wuz helpin' his boat ashore -<br>Till they spoke no more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But Fisherman Jim lived on and on,<br>Castin' his nets an' sailin' the sea;<br>As a man will live when his heart is gone,<br>Fisherman Jim lived hopelessly,<br>Till once in those years they come an' said:<br>&quot;Old Fisherman Jim is powerful sick -<br>Go to him, quick!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then Fisherman Jim says he to me:<br>&quot;It's a long, long cruise-you understand -<br>But over beyont the ragin' sea<br>I kin see my boys on the shinin' sand<br>Waitin' to help this ol' hulk ashore,<br>Just as they used to - ah, mate, you know! -<br>In the long ago.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No, sir! he wuzn't afeard to die;<br>For all night long he seemed to see<br>His little boys of the days gone by,<br>An' to hear sweet voices forgot by me!<br>An' just as the mornin' sun come up -<br>&quot;They're holdin' me by the hands!&quot; he cried,<br>An' so he died.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eugene+Field">Eugene Field</a><div class=q>
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With his bonnie wife an' his little boys;
'T wuz &quot;Blow, ye winds, as blow ye will -
Naught we reck of your cold and noise!&quot;
For happy and warm were he an' his,
And he dandled his kids upon his knee
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