<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=426109" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Good Old Days</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">How really were the ways<br>painted in poets’ plays, <br>the sunsets and the suns<br>set out in Cadmus’ songs? <br>The lyre, the ancient lays, <br>the sages’ interplays? <br>They covered countless wrongs, <br>the misery of the throngs.<br>The pauper now repays<br>the rich for serf’s harsh thongs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I write on in my rhymes<br>about our former times, <br>to which some turn with awe -<br>misplaced nostalgia! -<br>to comment on the crimes, <br>the sweeps, the Mr. Grimes.<br>We’ve travelled very far<br>from carthorse to the car, -<br>though children still shaft mines -<br>few coal for railway lines.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The 'Good Old Days' it seems, <br>remembered from our dreams, <br>show slight reflection bright<br>when held up to the light.<br>So though now trouble teems<br>distorting climate streams -<br>as we are warmed at night, <br>asleep and tucked up tight, <br>dreams remain but dreams, -<br>Reality’s in...sight! </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">© Jonathan ROBIN robi3_0027_robi3_0000 XXX_JZX 14 December 1974</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</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=426109" data-title="The Good Old Days de Jonathan Robin" data-description="How really were the ways painted in poets’ plays, the sunsets and the suns set out in Cadmus’ songs? The lyre, the ancient lays, the sages’ interplays? They covered countless wrongs, the misery of the throngs. The pauper now repays the ..."></div> </div> </div>

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