<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=426416" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Garden Plot</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Naboth's vineyard look'd so fine,<br>The king cried out, 'Would this were mine!'<br>And yet no reason could prevail<br>To bring the owner to a sale.<br>Jezebel saw, with haughty pride,<br>How Ahab grieved to be denied;<br>And thus accosted him with scorn:<br>'Shall Naboth make a monarch mourn?<br>A king, and weep! The ground's your own;<br>I'll vest the garden in the crown.'<br>With that she hatch'd a plot, and made<br>Poor Naboth answer with his head;<br>And when his harmless blood was spilt,<br>The ground became his forfeit guilt.</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> <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=426416" data-title="The Garden Plot de Jonathan Swift" data-description="When Naboth's vineyard look'd so fine, The king cried out, 'Would this were mine!' And yet no reason could prevail To bring the owner to a sale. Jezebel saw, with haughty pride, How Ahab grieved to be denied; And thus accosted him with scorn: 'Sha..."></div> </div> </div>

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