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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=447690" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The White Knight's Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Haddock's Eyes' or 'The Aged Aged Man' or<br>  'Ways and Means' or 'A-Sitting On A Gate'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I'll tell thee everything I can;<br> There's little to relate.<br> I saw an aged, aged man,<br> A-sitting on a gate.<br> 'Who are you, aged man?' I said.<br> 'And how is it you live?'<br> And his answer trickled through my head<br> Like water through a sieve.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He said 'I look for butterflies<br> That sleep among the wheat;<br> I make them into mutton-pies,<br> And sell them in the street.<br> I sell them unto men,' he said,<br> 'Who sail on stormy seas;<br> And that's the way I get my bread--<br> A trifle, if you please.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> But I was thinking of a plan<br> To dye one's whiskers green,<br> And always use so large a fan<br> That it could not be seen.<br> So, having no reply to give<br> To what the old man said,<br> I cried, 'Come, tell me how you live!'<br> And thumped him on the head.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> His accents mild took up the tale;<br> He said, 'I go my ways,<br> And when I find a mountain-rill,<br> I set it in a blaze.<br> And thence they make a stuff they call<br> Rowland's Macassar Oil--<br> Yet twopence-halfpenny is all<br> They give me for my toil.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> But I was thinking of a way<br> To feed oneself on batter,<br> And so go on from day to day<br> Getting a little fatter.<br> I shook him well from side to side,<br> Until his face was blue;<br> 'Come, tell me how you live,' I cried<br> 'And what it is you do!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> He said, 'I hunt for haddocks' eyes<br> Among the heather bright,<br> And work them into waistcoat-buttons<br> In the silent night.<br> And these I do not sell for gold<br> Or coin of silvery shine,<br> But for a copper halfpenny,<br> And that will purchase nine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> 'I sometimes dig for buttered rolls,<br> Or set limed twigs for crabs;<br> I sometimes search the grassy knolls<br> For wheels of hansom-cabs.<br> And that's the way' (he gave a wink)<br> 'By which I get my wealth--<br> And very gladly will I drink<br> Your Honor's noble health.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I heard him then, for I had just<br> Completed my design<br> To keep the Menai bridge from rust<br> By boiling it in wine.<br> I thanked him much for telling me<br> The way he got his wealth,<br> But chiefly for his wish that he<br> Might drink my noble health.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And now, if e'er by chance I put<br> My fingers into glue,<br> Or madly squeeze a right-hand foot<br> Into a left-hand shoe,<br> Or if I drop upon my toe<br> A very heavy weight,<br> I weep, for it reminds me so<br> Of that old man I used to know--<br> Whose look was mild, whose speech was slow,<br> Whose hair was whiter than the snow,<br> Whose face was very like a crow<br> With eyes, like cinders, all aglow,<br> Who seemed distracted with his woe,<br> Who rocked his body to and fro,<br> And muttered mumblingly and low,<br> As if his mouth were full of dough,<br> Who snorted like a buffalo--<br> That summer evening long ago<br> A-sitting on a gate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lewis+Carroll">Lewis Carroll</a><div class=q>
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  'Ways and Means' or 'A-Sitting On A Gate'

 I'll tell thee everything I can;
 There's little to relate.
 I saw an aged, aged man,
 A-sitting on a gate.
 'Who are you, aged man?' I said.
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