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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=426399" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Robin And Harry</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Robin to beggars with a curse,<br>Throws the last shilling in his purse;<br>And when the coachman comes for pay,<br>The rogue must call another day.<br>Grave Harry, when the poor are pressing<br>Gives them a penny and God's blessing;<br>But always careful of the main,<br>With twopence left, walks home in rain.<br>Robin from noon to night will prate,<br>Run out in tongue, as in estate;<br>And, ere a twelvemonth and a day,<br>Will not have one new thing to say.<br>Much talking is not Harry's vice;<br>He need not tell a story twice:<br>And, if he always be so thrifty,<br>His fund may last to five-and-fifty.<br>It so fell out that cautious Harry,<br>As soldiers use, for love must marry,<br>And, with his dame, the ocean cross'd;<br>(All for Love, or the World well Lost!) <br>Repairs a cabin gone to ruin,<br>Just big enough to shelter two in;<br>And in his house, if anybody come,<br>Will make them welcome to his modicum<br>Where Goody Julia milks the cows,<br>And boils potatoes for her spouse;<br>Or darns his hose, or mends his breeches,<br>While Harry's fencing up his ditches.<br>Robin, who ne'er his mind could fix,<br>To live without a coach-and-six,<br>To patch his broken fortunes, found<br>A mistress worth five thousand pound;<br>Swears he could get her in an hour,<br>If gaffer Harry would endow her;<br>And sell, to pacify his wrath,<br>A birth-right for a mess of broth.<br>Young Harry, as all Europe knows,<br>Was long the quintessence of beaux;<br>But, when espoused, he ran the fate<br>That must attend the married state;<br>From gold brocade and shining armour,<br>Was metamorphosed to a farmer;<br>His grazier's coat with dirt besmear'd;<br>Nor twice a-week will shave his beard.<br>Old Robin, all his youth a sloven,<br>At fifty-two, when he grew loving,<br>Clad in a coat of paduasoy,<br>A flaxen wig, and waistcoat gay,<br>Powder'd from shoulder down to flank,<br>In courtly style addresses Frank;<br>Twice ten years older than his wife,<br>Is doom'd to be a beau for life;<br>Supplying those defects by dress,<br>Which I must leave the world to guess.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Swift">Jonathan Swift</a><div class=q>
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Throws the last shilling in his purse;
And when the coachman comes for pay,
The rogue must call another day.
Grave Harry, when the poor are pressing
Gives them a penny and God's blessing;
But always careful of the ma..."></div>
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