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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419539" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Tramp</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He eats (a moment's stoppage to his song)<br>The stolen turnip as he goes along;<br>And hops along and heeds with careless eye<br>The passing crowded stage coach reeling bye.<br>He talks to none but wends his silent way,<br>And finds a hovel at the close of day,<br>Or under any hedge his house is made.<br>He has no calling and he owns no trade.<br>An old smoaked blanket arches oer his head,<br>A whisp of straw or stubble makes his bed.<br>He knows a lawless law that claims no kin<br>But meet and plunder on and feel no sin--<br>No matter where they go or where they dwell<br>They dally with the winds and laugh at hell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Clare">John Clare</a><div class=q>
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The stolen turnip as he goes along;
And hops along and heeds with careless eye
The passing crowded stage coach reeling bye.
He talks to none but wends his silent way,
And finds a hovel at the close of day,..."></div>
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