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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408109" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sequel to Grandfather's Clock</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once again have I roamed thro' the old-fashioned house,<br>Where my grandfather spent his ninety years.<br>There are strangers in charge, and the change they have wrought--<br>Oh! it saddens me, even to tears.<br>Dear old clock! when they found you were speechless from grief,<br>Then they went and swapped you off, case and all.<br>For that vain, stuck-up thing<br>(tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick),<br>For that vain, stuck-up thing on the wall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Grandfather sleeps in his grave;<br>Strange steps resound in the hall!<br>And there's that vain, stuck-up thing<br>(tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick),<br>There's that vain, stuck-up thing on the wall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While we talked of the old clock they all ran it down.<br>Tho' they claimed that it couldn't be made to run.<br>It was useless they said-- it was quite out of style;<br>Built, no doubt, just about the year One.<br>And the words echoed round, with a faint, mocking sound,<br>As if some one gave assent to it all;<br>'Twas that vain, stuck-up thing<br>(tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick),<br>'Twas that vain, stuck-up thing on the wall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the clock-peddler's cart in the junk-shop it went,<br>Where its cog-wheels were sundered one be one;<br>And the brass-founder joked as they writhed in the flames--<br>&quot;Melt'em up,&quot; says he; &quot;then they will run.&quot;<br>There is grief in my heart, there are tears in my eyes.<br>Yet indignantly the sight I recall<br>Of that vain, stuck-up thing<br>(tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick),<br>For that vain, stuck-up thing on the wall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;An extremely hard case!&quot; said the junk-dealer's wife,<br>As she carried it for kindling wood and sighed--<br>That mahogany case, with its quaint, figured face,<br>Which so long was my grandfather's pride.<br>&quot;There is hope for the small; there's a change for us all;<br>For the mighty ones of Time, they must fall!&quot;<br>Says that vain, stuck-up thing<br>(tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick),<br>Says that vain, stuck-up thing on the wall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Clay+Work">Henry Clay Work</a><div class=q>
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Where my grandfather spent his ninety years.
There are strangers in charge, and the change they have wrought--
Oh! it saddens me, even to tears.
Dear old clock! when they found you were speec..."></div>
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