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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=414801" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tricks of the light storypoem</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He haunts the minstrel’s gallery<br>and she the great hall down below.<br>Theirs was a love which could not be.<br>Which grew into a tragedy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was by blood of noble birth<br> and he of lower yeoman stock.<br>Regarded as of lesser worth <br>by powers which then ruled the earth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They knew that they could never wed<br>Although their love was strong and true.<br>She swore that until she was dead<br> she’d never grace a marriage bed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her father thought he could demand<br> obedience from his wayward child.<br>When she refused his firm command.<br>He hanged the minstrel out of hand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She looked her father in the eye<br> when she was told what he had done <br>and told him that she’d still defy<br> his wishes. That he had not won.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her father did not understand <br>that she meant every word she said<br>She took her life by her own hand<br> rather than wear a wedding band.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It’s said that to the present day.<br>About the love they were denied<br>together they still sing and play<br>Her father’s orders still defied.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some say that they have heard them sing.<br>Perhaps they did I can’t argue<br>I am stone deaf can’t hear a thing<br> Except the silence echoing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Although I can’t hear properly.<br>My deafness sharpens up my sight<br>Sometimes at night I think I see<br>a couple dancing happily.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I think this tale might well be true.<br>I feel certain sympathy <br>but I still have my job to do <br>but ghosts are not in my purview.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I check on the security.<br>I see no reason for alarm<br>That’s my responsibility<br>which I take very seriously.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I’m patrolling through the night<br> I do not claim the things I see<br>are anything but tricks of light<br>I do not feel I have the right.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nobody ask so I don’t say.<br>I’m wise enough to hold my tongue.<br>What does it matter anyway<br>I do my job and earn my pay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I deal in practicalities<br> I’m just an ordinary man <br>Who can believe if I so please <br> in other possibilities..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">28-Jan-08</div><div style="margin:10px 0">.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ivor+Or+Ivor.e+Hogg">Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg</a><div class=q>
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Theirs was a love which could not be.
Which grew into a tragedy.

She was by blood of noble birth
 and he of lower yeoman stock.
Regarded as of lesser worth 
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