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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416238" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>O'Bruaidar</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will sing no more songs: the pride of my country I sang<br>Through forty long years of good rhyme, without any avail;<br>And no one cared even as much as the half of a hang<br>For the song or the singer, so here is an end to the tale.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>If a person should think I complain and have not got the cause,<br>Let him bring his eyes here and take a good look at my hand,<br>Let him say if a goose-quill has calloused this poor pair of paws<br>Or the spade that I grip on and dig with out there in the land?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>When the great ones were safe and renowned and were rooted and tough,<br>Though my mind went to them and took joy in the fortune of those,<br>And pride in their pride and their fame, they gave little enough,<br>Not as much as two boots for my feet, or an old suit of clothes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I ask a Craftsman that fashioned the fly and the bird,<br>Of the Champion whose passion will lift me from death in a time,<br>Of the Spirit that melts icy hearts with the wind of a word,<br>That my people be worthy, and get, better singing than mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I had hoped to live decent, when Ireland was quit of her care,<br>As a bailiff or steward perhaps in a house of degree,<br>But my end of the tale is, old brogues and old britches to wear,<br>So I'll sing no more songs for the men that care nothing for me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Stephens">James Stephens</a><div class=q>
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Through forty long years of good rhyme, without any avail;
And no one cared even as much as the half of a hang
For the song or the singer, so here is an end to the tale.


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