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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=426244" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Vanitas Vanitatis after Oliver Goldsmith The Village Schoolmaster</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way<br>Rose smells as sweet without man's interplay. <br>Where once rose mansions, mankind skilled to rule, <br>passed away, as Nature thawed ice cool.<br>As polar bears' float floes flown extinct became, <br>humanity perished punished for end game<br>strategic errors, sunk without a trace<br>each day disasters throwing in their face<br>stupid neglect and counterfeited glee<br>as climate change came home with rising sea<br>encouraging wave whispers circling round<br>till last survivors, dismal tidings, drowned.<br>Where greed and need together feed faults caught, <br>no lessons learning, faulty logic fraught, <br>the planet's billions to their cost<br>too late awoke to measure all they'd lost.<br>Lands hands could treasure tides now hide, none guage<br>how storyboard saw time erase man's page<br>despite the skill that sapiens or wise<br>ten thousand years had shown in every guise.<br>Earthquakes off Richter Scale with thundering sound<br>amazed the gazing peasants ranged around; <br>and still cows grazed and still the wonder grew, <br>that Nostradamus prophecies came true.<br>Past is Man's fame, rot blots the very spot<br>where once triumphed henceforth lies forgot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way<br>With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, <br>There, in his mansion, skill'd to rule, <br>The village master taught his little school; <br>A man severe he was, and stern to view, <br>I knew him well, and every truant knew; <br>Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace<br>The days disasters in his morning face; <br>Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee, <br>At all his jokes, for many a joke had he: <br>Full well the busy whisper, circling round, <br>Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd: <br>Yet he was kind; or if severe in aught, <br>The love he bore to learning was in fault.<br>The village all declar'd how much he knew; <br>'Twas certain he could write, and cipher too: <br>Lands he could measure, terms and tides presage, <br>And e'en the story ran that he could gauge.<br>In arguing too, the person own'd his skill, <br>For e'en though vanquish'd he could argue still; <br>While words of learned length and thund'ring sound<br>Amazed the gazing rustics rang'd around; <br>And still they gaz'd and still the wonder grew, <br>That one small head could carry all he knew.<br>But past is all his fame. The very spot<br>Where many a time he triumph'd is forgot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(29 February 2012)</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>
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Rose smells as sweet without man's interplay. 
Where once rose mansions, mankind skilled to rule, 
passed away, as Nature thawed ice cool.
As polar bears' float floes flown extinct became, 
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