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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408979" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Jack</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">SO, I’ve battled it through on my own, Jack,<br>I have done with all dreaming and doubt.<br>Though “stoney” to-night and alone, Jack,<br>I am watching the Old Year out.<br>I have finished with brooding and fears,<br>Jack, And the spirit is rising in me,<br>For the sake of the old New Years, Jack,<br>And the bright New Years to be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have fallen in worldly disgrace, Jack,<br>And I know very well that you heard;<br>They have blackened my name in this place, Jack,<br>And I answered them never a word.<br>But why should I bluster or grieve,<br>Jack? So narrow and paltry they be—<br>I knew you would never believe, Jack,<br>The lies that were said against me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That is done which shall never be undone,<br>And I blame not, I blame not my land,<br>But I’m hearing the Calling of London,<br>And I long for the roar of the Strand.<br>It was always the same with our race,<br>Jack; You know how a vagabond feels—<br>We can fight a straight man face to face, Jack.<br>But we can’t keep the curs from our heels.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You know I loved women and drink, Jack,<br>And that’s how the trouble began;<br>But you know that I never would shrink,<br>Jack, From a deed that was worthy a man!<br>I never was paltry or mean, Jack.<br>And cruel I never could be,<br>I will give you a hand which is clean,<br>Jack, When we meet again over the sea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will bring a few wrinkles of care,<br>Jack; I have altered a lot, I am told;<br>The steel-filings show in my hair, Jack;<br>But my heart is as young as of old.<br>I have faith still in women, and men, Jack,<br>Though selfish and blind they may be.<br>I still have my soul and my pen, Jack,<br>And my country seems dearer to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will sail when your summer sets in, Jack,<br>And good-bye to my own native land;<br>Oh, I long for a glimpse of your grin, Jack,<br>And I long for the grip of your hand.<br>We both suffered sorrow and pain, Jack,<br>And sinned in the days that are done;<br>But we’ll fight the old battle again, Jack,<br>Where the battle is worth being won.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a><div class=q>
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I have done with all dreaming and doubt.
Though “stoney” to-night and alone, Jack,
I am watching the Old Year out.
I have finished with brooding and fears,
Jack, And the spirit is rising in me,
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