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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391041" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The three tailors</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I shall tell you in rhyme how, once on a time,<br>Three tailors tramped up to the inn Ingleheim,<br> On the Rhine, lovely Rhine;<br>They were broke, but the worst of it all, they were curst<br>With that malady common to tailors--a thirst<br> For wine, lots of wine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Sweet host,&quot; quoth the three, &quot;we're hard up as can be,<br>Yet skilled in the practice of cunning are we,<br> On the Rhine, genial Rhine;<br>And we pledge you we will impart you that skill<br>Right quickly and fully, providing you'll fill<br> Us with wine, cooling wine.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But that host shook his head, and he warily said:<br>&quot;Though cunning be good, we take money instead,<br> On the Rhine, thrifty Rhine;<br>If ye fancy ye may without pelf have your way<br>You'll find that there's both host and the devil to pay<br> For your wine, costly wine.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the first knavish wight took his needle so bright<br>And threaded its eye with a wee ray of light<br> From the Rhine, sunny Rhine;<br>And, in such a deft way, patched a mirror that day<br>That where it was mended no expert could say--<br> Done so fine 't was for wine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The second thereat spied a poor little gnat<br>Go toiling along on his nose broad and flat<br> Towards the Rhine, pleasant Rhine;<br>&quot;Aha, tiny friend, I should hate to offend,<br>But your stockings need darning&quot;--which same did he mend,<br> All for wine, soothing wine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And next there occurred what you'll deem quite absurd--<br>His needle a space in the wall thrust the third,<br> By the Rhine, wondrous Rhine;<br>And then all so spry, he leapt through the eye<br>Of that thin cambric needle--nay, think you I'd lie<br> About wine--not for wine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The landlord allowed (with a smile) he was proud<br>To do the fair thing by that talented crowd<br> On the Rhine, generous Rhine.<br>So a thimble filled he as full as could be--<br>&quot;Drink long and drink hearty, my jolly friends three,<br> Of my wine, filling wine.&quot;</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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 On the Rhine, lovely Rhine;
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