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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=400500" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Ballad of Theatricals</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though all the critics' canons grow-<br>Far seedier than the actors' own-<br>Although the cottage-door's too low-<br>Although the fairy's twenty stone-<br>Although, just like the telephone,<br>She comes by wire and not by wings,<br>Though all the mechanism's known-<br>Believe me, there are real things.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, real people-even so-<br>Even in a theatre, truth is known,<br>Though the agnostic will not know,<br>And though the gnostic will not own,<br>There is a thing called skin and bone,<br>And many a man that struts and sings<br>Has been as stony-broke as stone . . .<br>Believe me, there are real things</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is an hour when all men go;<br>An hour when man is all alone.<br>When idle minstrels in a row<br>Went down with all the bugles blown-<br>When brass and hymn and drum went down,<br>Down in death's throat with thunderings-<br>Ah, though the unreal things have grown,<br>Believe me, there are real things.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> ENVOY.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Prince, though your hair is not your own<br>And half your face held on by strings,<br>And if you sat, you'd smash your throne-<br>-Believe me, there are real things.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gilbert+Keith+Chesterton">Gilbert Keith Chesterton</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=400500" data-title="A Ballad of Theatricals de Gilbert Keith Chesterton" data-description="Though all the critics' canons grow- Far seedier than the actors' own- Although the cottage-door's too low- Although the fairy's twenty stone- Although, just like the telephone, She comes by wire and not by wings, Though all the mechanism's known-..."></div> </div> </div>
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