<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421283" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Rod Quinn</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">How many years, how many years have fled,<br>Since in the cool dim parlour sat the three<br>Lawson and I and, lounging easily,<br>The beaming indolent poet! Then instead<br>Of labouring weary at the mill, we led<br>The careless life of wanderers, frank and free,<br>And had the wealth of a new-found world in fee:<br>How pitiless time gropes on with tireless tread!<br>A glass was raised, and golden liquor glowed<br>When a ray from summer streets came piercing in;<br>He drank the sunlight in the gloomy place!<br>And now I know the magic drink bestowed<br>A vital golden splendour on Roderic Quinn,<br>Which fumbling fingers of Time will scarce efface</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Le+Gay+Brereton">John Le Gay Brereton</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421283" data-title="Rod Quinn de John Le Gay Brereton" data-description="How many years, how many years have fled, Since in the cool dim parlour sat the three Lawson and I and, lounging easily, The beaming indolent poet! Then instead Of labouring weary at the mill, we led The careless life of wanderers, frank and free,..."></div> </div> </div>

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