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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416803" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Little Coat</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here's his ragged 'roundabout';<br>Turn the pockets inside out:<br>See; his pen-knife, lost to use,<br>Rusted shut with apple-juice;<br>Here, with marbles, top and string,<br>Is his deadly 'devil-sling,'<br>With its rubber, limp at last<br>As the sparrows of the past!<br>Beeswax--buckles--leather straps--<br>Bullets, and a box of caps,--<br>Not a thing of all, I guess,<br>But betrays some waywardness--<br>E'en these tickets, blue and red,<br>For the Bible-verses said--<br>Such as this his mem'ry kept--<br>'Jesus wept.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here's a fishing hook-and-line,<br>Tangled up with wire and twine,<br>And dead angle-worms, and some<br>Slugs of lead and chewing-gum,<br>Blent with scents that can but come<br>From the oil of rhodium.<br>Here--a soiled, yet dainty note,<br>That some little sweetheart wrote,<br>Dotting,--'Vine grows round the stump,'<br>And--'My sweetest sugar lump!'<br>Wrapped in this--a padlock key<br>Where he's filed a touch-hole--see!<br>And some powder in a quill<br>Corked up with a liver pill;<br>And a spongy little chunk<br>Of 'punk.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here's the little coat--but O!<br>Where is he we've censured so!<br>Don't you hear us calling, dear?<br>Back! come back, and never fear.--<br>You may wander where you will,<br>Over orchard, field and hill;<br>You may kill the birds, or do<br>Anything that pleases you!<br>Ah, this empty coat of his!<br>Every tatter worth a kiss;<br>Every stain as pure instead<br>As the white stars overhead:<br>And the pockets--homes were they<br>Of the little hands that play<br>Now no more--but, absent, thus<br>Beckon us.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Whitcomb+Riley">James Whitcomb Riley</a><div class=q>
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Turn the pockets inside out:
See; his pen-knife, lost to use,
Rusted shut with apple-juice;
Here, with marbles, top and string,
Is his deadly 'devil-sling,'
With its rubber, limp at last
As the sparrows of the past!..."></div>
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