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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392109" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dublin At Dawn</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">IN the chill grey summer dawn-light<br>We pass through the empty streets;<br>The rattling wheels are all silent;<br>No friend his fellow greets.<br>Here and there, at the corners,<br>A man in a great-coat stands;<br>A bayonet hangs by his side, and<br>A rifle is in his hands.<br>This is a conquered city;<br>It speaks of war not peace;<br>And that's one of the English soldiers<br>The English call 'police.'<br>You see, at the present moment<br>That noble country of mine<br>Is boiling with indignation<br>At the memory of a 'crime.'<br>In a path of the Phoenix Park where<br>The children romped and ran,<br>An Irish Ruffian met his doom,<br>And an English Gentleman.<br>For a hundred and over a hundred<br>Years on the country side<br>Men and women and children<br>Have slaved and starved and died,<br>That those who slaved and starved them<br>Might spend their earnings then,<br>And the Irish Ruffians have a 'good time,'<br>And the English Gentlemen.<br>For a hundred and over a hundred<br>Years, that Christian land<br>Has read its Bible and looked at all this,<br>And lifted nor foot nor hand.<br>But still at the present moment<br>This noble country of mine<br>Is boiling with indignation<br>At the memory of this 'crime.'<br>For the Irish Ruffians (they tell me,<br>And it looks as if 'twere true)<br>And the English Gentlemen are so scarce,<br>We must wildly avenge these two.<br>In the chill grey summer dawn-light<br>We pass through the empty streets;<br>The rattling wheels are all silent;<br>No friend his fellow greets.<br>Here and there at the corners,<br>A man in a great-coat stands;<br>A bayonet hangs by his side, and<br>A rifle is in his hands.<br>This is a conquered city;<br>It speaks of war not peace;<br>And that's one of the English soldiers<br>The English call 'police.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+William+Lauderdale+Adams">Francis William Lauderdale Adams</a><div class=q>
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We pass through the empty streets;
The rattling wheels are all silent;
No friend his fellow greets.
Here and there, at the corners,
A man in a great-coat stands;
A bayonet hangs by his side, and
A rifle is in hi..."></div>
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