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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390983" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Stoves and sunshine</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Prate, ye who will, of so-called charms you find across the sea--<br>The land of stoves and sunshine is good enough for me!<br>I've done the grand for fourteen months in every foreign clime,<br>And I've learned a heap of learning, but I've shivered all the time;<br>And the biggest bit of wisdom I've acquired--as I can see--<br>Is that which teaches that this land's the land of lands for me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now, I am of opinion that a person should get some<br>Warmth in this present life of ours, not all in that to come;<br>So when Boreas blows his blast, through country and through town,<br>Or when upon the muddy streets the stifling fog rolls down,<br>Go, guzzle in a pub, or plod some bleak malarious grove,<br>But let me toast my shrunken shanks beside some Yankee stove.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The British people say they &quot;don't believe in stoves, y' know;&quot;<br>Perchance because we warmed 'em so completely years ago!<br>They talk of &quot;drahfts&quot; and &quot;stuffiness&quot; and &quot;ill effects of heat,&quot;<br>As they chatter in their barny rooms or shiver 'round the street;<br>With sunshine such a rarity, and stoves esteemed a sin,<br>What wonder they are wedded to their fads--catarrh and gin?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In Germany are stoves galore, and yet you seldom find<br>A fire within the stoves, for German stoves are not that kind;<br>The Germans say that fires make dirt, and dirt's an odious thing,<br>But the truth is that the pfennig is the average Teuton's king,<br>And since the fire costs pfennigs, why, the thrifty soul denies<br>Himself all heat except what comes with beer and exercise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Frenchman builds a fire of cones, the Irishman of peat;<br>The frugal Dutchman buys a fire when he has need of heat--<br>That is to say, he pays so much each day to one who brings<br>The necessary living coals to warm his soup and things;<br>In Italy and Spain they have no need to heat the house--<br>'Neath balmy skies the native picks the mandolin and louse.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now, we've no mouldy catacombs, no feudal castles grim,<br>No ruined monasteries, no abbeys ghostly dim;<br>Our ancient history is new, our future's all ahead,<br>And we've got a tariff bill that's made all Europe sick abed--<br>But what is best, though short on tombs and academic groves,<br>We double discount Christendom on sunshine and on stoves.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dear land of mine! I come to you from months of chill and storm,<br>Blessing the honest people whose hearts and hearths are warm;<br>A fairer, sweeter song than this I mean to weave to you<br>When I've reached my lakeside 'dobe and once get heated through;<br>But, even then, the burthen of that fairer song shall be<br>That the land of stoves and sunshine is good enough for me.</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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The land of stoves and sunshine is good enough for me!
I've done the grand for fourteen months in every foreign clime,
And I've learned a heap of learning, but I've shivered all the..."></div>
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