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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418830" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Treasure Digger</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">ALL my weary days I pass'd</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sick at heart and poor in purse.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Poverty's the greatest curse,</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Riches are the highest good!<br>And to end my woes at last,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Treasure-seeking forth I sped.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Thou shalt have my soul instead!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Thus I wrote, and with my blood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ring round ring I forthwith drew,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wondrous flames collected there,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Herbs and bones in order fair,</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Till the charm had work'd aright.<br>Then, to learned precepts true,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dug to find some treasure old,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the place my art foretold</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Black and stormy was the night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Coming o'er the distant plain,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With the glimmer of a star,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Soon I saw a light afar,</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> As the hour of midnight knell'd.<br>Preparation was in vain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sudden all was lighted up</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With the lustre of a cup</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> That a beauteous boy upheld.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sweetly seem'd his eves to laugh</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Neath his flow'ry chaplet's load;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With the drink that brightly glow'd,</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He the circle enter'd in.<br>And he kindly bade me quaff:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then methought &quot;This child can ne'er,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With his gift so bright and fair,</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> To the arch-fiend be akin.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Pure life's courage drink!&quot; cried he:<br>&quot;This advice to prize then learn,--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Never to this place return</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Trusting in thy spells absurd;<br>Dig no longer fruitlessly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Guests by night, and toil by day!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Weeks laborious, feast-days gay!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Be thy future magic-word!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Johann+Wolfgang+von+Goethe">Johann Wolfgang von Goethe</a><div class=q>
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Sick at heart and poor in purse.

Poverty's the greatest curse,

 Riches are the highest good!
And to end my woes at last,

Treasure-seeking forth I sped.

&quot;Thou shalt have my soul instead!&quot;

 Thus I wrote, an..."></div>
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