<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=410153" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Rebel</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is a wall of which the stones <br>Are lies and bribes and dead men's bones. <br>And wrongfully this evil wall <br>Denies what all men made for all, <br>And shamelessly this wall surrounds <br>Our homesteads and our native grounds. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I will gather and I will ride, <br>And I will summon a countryside, <br>And many a man shall hear my halloa <br>Who never had thought the horn to follow; <br>And many a man shall ride with me <br>Who never had thought on earth to see <br>High Justice in her armoury. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When we find them where they stand, <br>A mile of men on either hand, <br>I mean to charge from right away <br>And force the flanks of their array, <br>And press them inward from the plains, <br>And drive them clamouring down the lanes, <br>And gallop and harry and have them down, <br>And carry the gates and hold the town. <br>Then shall I rest me from my ride <br>With my great anger satisfied. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Only, before I eat and drink, <br>When I have killed them all, I think <br>That I will batter their carven names, <br>And slit the pictures in their frames, <br>And burn for scent their cedar door, <br>And melt the gold their women wore, <br>And hack their horses at the knees, <br>And hew to death their timber trees, <br>And plough their gardens deep and through— <br>And all these things I mean to do <br>For fear perhaps my little son <br>Should break his hands, as I have done.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Hilaire+Belloc">Hilaire Belloc</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=410153" data-title="The Rebel de Hilaire Belloc" data-description="There is a wall of which the stones Are lies and bribes and dead men's bones. And wrongfully this evil wall Denies what all men made for all, And shamelessly this wall surrounds Our homesteads and our native grounds. But I will gather and I..."></div> </div> </div>

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