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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=415916" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Steam-Launches on the Thames</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Henley, June 7, 1891. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall we, to whom the stream by right belongs, <br>Who travel silent, save, perchance, for songs;<br>Whose track's a ripple,--leaves the Thames a lake,<br>Nor frights the swan--scarce makes the rushes shake;<br>Who harmonize, exemplify, complete<br>And vivify a scene already sweet:<br>Who travel careless on, from lock to lock,<br>Oblivious that the world contains a clock,<br>With pace commensurate to our desires,<br>Propelled by other force than Stygian fire's;<br>Shall we be driven hence to leave a place<br>For these, who bring upon our stream disgrace:<br>The rush, the roar, the stench, the smoke, the steam,<br>The nightmare striking through our heavenly dream;<br>The scream as shrill and hateful to the ear<br>As when a peacock vents his rage and fear;<br>Which churn to fury all a glassy reach,<br>And heave rude breakers on a pebbly beach:<br>Which half o'erwhelm with waves our frailer craft,<br>While graceless shop-boys chuckle fore and aft:<br>Foul water-toadstools, noisome filth-stained shapes,<br>Fit only to be manned by dogs and apes:<br>Blots upon nature: scars that mar her smile:<br>Obscene, obtrusive, execrable, vile?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Kenneth+Stephen">James Kenneth Stephen</a><div class=q>
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Shall we, to whom the stream by right belongs, 
Who travel silent, save, perchance, for songs;
Whose track's a ripple,--leaves the Thames a lake,
Nor frights the swan--scarce makes the rushes shake;
Who harmonize, exemplify..."></div>
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